This is a song about "Underage rapists"

And that's why they called you bitch

I know, i'm underage.

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

With murderers, rapists and battered lies

I may be underage but i'm bankrupting all these pubs

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Drug dealers, rapists, and murderers

Actions speak louder than words

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

I may be underage but i'm bankrupting all these pubs

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Id be killing corrupt mother fuckers, peadophiles and rapists

I drink underage, and scream fuck the police,

Can barely walk the city streets

Lubbed up in prison with rapists

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six