This is a song about "Your a fucking twat"

You get balls dropped in your hole like your a fucking basket,

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

You got a baby boy or girl in there

Find your fucking confidence like a growling bear.

I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Talking shit because he knows for a fact his whack, ill steal ya missus an tongue her twat,

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

Your raps are classic like an aztec, your a fucking a crack head,

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

You think your beautiful, but such a fucking whore

Fucking your mother 'n' sister with a banana in a rubber

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

No wonder your mama's a fucking escort