This is a song about "User generated content"

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

My shit generated? ha, your ass backwards/

Cause time is money

His content is just funny

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

With the content of my composition

She don't really care about anyone advice

In sight explicit content i emphasize

Niggas in the street scared

Constant complex content

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

Rules you cant comprehend, pretend to be content

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

Admit it you fanny fucks,youve studied my content

What matters is content, relevance and standards

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records