This is a song about "You all are losers"

Never seen a creator consulting his users all the others are faggots, all the others are losers

Your mother was a baby boomer i fucked her on a table at hooters and passed her to my shooters

All your verses are perjury, how are you gonna murder me?

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die

You are all blind dont you see all she did was lie

Now we are running rap, so fuck all of you tools

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

You internet tough guys are all the same.

All the words you hear are pretty damn exclusive.

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

'cause your thoughts are all scattered you see.