This is a song about "Your disgustin md"

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre

Leave your running to your mamma,

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

Without the sound of guns

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Your on fire.. your on fire

The only time i flirt with her

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

And all we lack is communication like service sucks