This is a song about "Ugliest person ever"

Hittin' curbs and blastin' erick sermon drunk off english bourbon

So hey yo, i'm the type of person, who's says i'm the type of person

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

If i ever seen you in person

No longer the person teachers adore

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Hard to move on when you always regret one

Change shit and become a better people person

You cant handle me in person,

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Don't you ever (don't you ever)

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Walkin' down the street like a normal person

He never actually was a bad person,

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun