This is a song about "Your asain"

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

Ill cut your thtroat, chop your head and pluck out your eyes,

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

I can barely wipe my ass

I'll be your companion ,your friend and your guide

These mistakes are a fact of life, get it right

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

Take her back to where i live

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

She likes the way it hits her lips

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

Your lyres are cheat so hold your pen open your book-let