This is a song about "William s cunt"

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

With such an ugly picture in it and

Life's about decisions man

See, william lynch had a master plan,

You know you're a cunt

And bijies like im out and

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Shut up cunt your bout to get slapped

I call it " go in your room and fuck up your girl's cunt"

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Fuck off stop bullshittin you silly cunt it dont get it out

And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud