This is a song about "Ur a wasteman"

Three quarter bills later

Have a ware and look above ur

And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocritesthey way they see it, we was meant to be kept down

This is a double entendre ur a troubled contender for my crown improve ur vocab clown/

Ur just a retard mothfcker ive seen after a long day,

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

And i know - there'll never be peace

Then me and ur girl be in a mercedes/

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Toss ur face like a dollar n scribble what all it states!,

Fuck ur wack bars u weak version of a mean person

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

U coulda got out the way, now ur in a battle uphill

As i seenobody cares about my history

Ur a mishap, our skill-gap is bigger n' bothers me