This is a song about "Villains"

And she ain't have to go and fuck on anybody for a dollar, making good decisions

Wickedly ruling the universe with an iron fist, im twisted, gifted for killin villains

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

And we so used to being villains that we never listen

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

Fuck this disney shit. the villains need a champion.

Club house, i'm demanding passwords so villains can't infiltrate

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade

Visions bleak, no sympathy cause they're sinnin' villains sittin' rich in their buildings

Knock knock, who there? houdini dissappeargot green, john deere. more green, paul pierce

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I pillaged your village with pickets/ and ridded you villains and bigots

The hitman's job, slaying villains in the millions, fuck maybe billions,

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions