This is a song about "Your a fuvktard"

The revolution has arrived

A picture in your mind

See i let my nigga split that

Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Ur a hansaw, and your toothless,

Your lucky not a casket

Or let the mob handle that

Kick back and know yo son set

Through a tube down your neck!

Your body with a spike

Left, right, left, right

Pop a bullet in your chest,

Just say he's the best

Your thought provokes a a common cold

Is a space that now you hold