This is a song about "Ugly cunt"

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

So you can stuff it all you want, you complain-ass cunt,

So these are my real diss bars, now come at me cunt

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different

If i catch her i can fuck her in the cunt

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

Now im up here smokin blunts, rubbin your moms cunt

Cause we done did that

We just slapped the ugly rat.

If you ever feel alone and

You know you're a cunt

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Its okay she fucking ugly

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee