This is a song about "You cunt"

Now im up here smokin blunts, rubbin your moms cunt

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Cunt, you drink like you have gills

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

But im still the sickest an the cunt you wish you could spit with

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Roughen up her fucking cunt and whisper,

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

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

So these are my real diss bars, now come at me cunt

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

So you can stuff it all you want, you complain-ass cunt,