This is a song about "Viewers are morons"

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

Are your hands still shaking? are those aids?

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

Hanging with the wrong morons in this world i was thrown on.

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Roses are red and violets are blue

'n' they don’t make me laugh or even cook like you

Was thrown in a river by morons and nearly drowned

I heard ya lost do you know your way around

With the goons i spar

Thunderstorm while u are

You get close but no cigar

And delete that weed you are

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

Are you stupid or are you polluted?