This is a song about "Whore birches who fake to be depressed on the internet"

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Hold on be strong reality is fake

Half your body laying on my chest

Tramps on the internet, jerks with dick pics sent

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

Lyrics the bitch got an internet on rap battling time spent, but my

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

So i have no time to be stressed, no time to be depressed

Without money you couldn't be a internet emcee

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

You cant afford the internet, so the only thing you have to jack off to is

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

Cuz on the internet, you all talk,

Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop