This is a song about "You dumbass"

You take what you don't need.

But i'm not worried

You can't say that you won

I wonder so often

Tie your dumbass in the corner and make you watch as i fuck your former lover,

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

On they twitter writing novels, see

You think you sicker then me?

I really love my miami crew

You think i'm lying to you

And it's hard to find god when you ain't never seen him

When you see me you begin you hibernation.

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Leave you dead without you knowing

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

And i'll declare lyrical war, on this racist dumbass.