This is a song about "Your a duche"

Through a tube down your neck!

God bless the dead

Hold my tears i tried my best

Pop a bullet in your chest,

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Ur a hansaw, and your toothless,

End your career in a verse

But we still real brothers

Your a horse without a saddle

As i light one for ill will

Your body with a spike

And girl you damn right

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Miley your a bitch spit your shit verse,

Your not a thug but your a bitch

And she stripping, go to college