This is a song about "Ur muu"

Ur a hansaw, and your toothless,

Don’t you be holding back, your love

While scheming on hits

Eject ur rhymes in orbits,

And i need this forever

Have a ware and look above ur

Rip ur head from ur neck and laugh as ur body twitches like terretes,bury ur

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

Cause i’m back on my grind

From ur head n' ur mind,

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Face it ur basic, my skillz designed, ur shits makeshift

Guess i'm self made

Ur love was always fake

Take ur place in the backseat,

Nightmare on any street