This is a song about "Wrath"

And flee from me like epidemics, spreadin' with a harmin' wrath,

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

Time to start the game, crack your brain, like wrath of caine/

I turned into something they never became

This psychopath will bring the wrath

Your life is a product of trash

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

I am everything i want to be so feel my wrath

If you can escape my wrath ill be sad, i was looking

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Goddamn, the boy's back

Feel my wrath of attack

I think about effects of human nature and its flaming wrath,

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

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

Biggest history to be made since the wrath of khan,