This is a song about "Your a wizzard"

Quit your job call your boss a slob who needs a wash

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot

Then play you all my latest shit

I'm a pro your a minor,

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Your in a pile of dirt

The wrong drink, the right work

Your body with a spike

That's how we make it right

Through a tube down your neck!

I respect that you don't know yet

Because your a sick bastard

Yeah you know i got that work