This is a song about "Whats wrong you twacked"

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

I know whats right and wrong, sometimes can be raspy or rough

You better be ready for whats in store

And i don't run counters no more

Whats it like when you fucking kate

I let her decorate the real estate

And if you think we got freedom then you're probably wrong,

Baby soon as we get home, it won't take us too long

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

A brain, you'd be dangerous, i'mma prove you wrong

If you think your a rap god then your damn wrong

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song

I done your mom whats wrong you just found out she can suck a dong?

But every time i smoke, well, a nigga mind gone

But ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your gone

Here you are, justifying hatred, spiritually wrong,