This is a song about "Your disew"

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

Shove your head up your butt til ya see your own guts

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight

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

Leave your running to your mamma,

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

You just tryin' to run game

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

I'm fittin' shit, your hatin' it, your littleness, your genitals.

I'll never call you bitch again

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls