This is a song about "Your a cracket"

Pop a bullet in your chest,

Hold my tears i tried my best

Your a horse without a saddle

This bag is from seattle

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot

Never agree with that message

Throw your body in a ditch

Fuck, your a comedian, im gone, your red

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

Sunroof flow so over your head

Through a tube down your neck!

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Your lines, better see a physician,

He a message, i'm the runner

Your about to witness a massacre