This is a song about "Your a birch"

Your in a pile of dirt

The concept is so absurd

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Pure as a diamond, your angel, your muse,

Quit your job call your boss a slob who needs a wash

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot

Throw your body in a ditch

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Your thought provokes a a common cold

Ha, the envy of dime dealers

Miley your a bitch spit your shit verse,

They vaguely decipher my language

Your not a thug but your a bitch