This is a song about "Wrong shit anus lord people"

You spitting something people like, shit that's contradictory

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

I really hate people putting dvds back in the wrong boxes,

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

I'm not famous, but i'm a pain in the anus

Damn people you're barking up the wrong tree

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

Used to be at the bottom, tell ‘em it wasn’t for long

With all that shit on me you could never go wrong

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

I don't see what's wrong, shit ain't selfish

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Call this shit osama's track, people hatin' lucifer,

And if you wanna be famous, put your hands in my anus

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love