This is a song about "Welcome to the rap game it s survival of the fitest do or die look i was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings but i flow demonic"

Look, i was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

I don't mean to hurt your feelings but go fuck your self with a one kilo bag of rice

I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes

Why do you look so surprised, you knew i was gonna murder your rhymes.

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Look, i was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings

I didn't flow or give it a go, but this time, i'm not going slow, i'm throwing

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

I'd like to apologize in advance if i hurt your feelings

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Ya family will be missin you, theres a kiss for you

Do it 'til i die as the greatest rapper ever to