This is a song about "Your a duche"

Laylow your a fail, your flows stale,

Nah, i ain't gonna be embedded in jail

This is to my unborn child

A picture in your mind

Where i'm from they is ruthless

Ur a hansaw, and your toothless,

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Take a piss on your sweater

This bag is from seattle

Your a horse without a saddle

But it seems like a scene outta flick

I only proved your a dick

Your lucky not a casket

Get the zippo and spark the shit