This is a song about "Your eyebrows"

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

The jiggas and the tips

I'll never call you bitch again

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Mc hammer too legit

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

So much to say a scrabble game

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

Your family, your friends,

To increase my ends

Smoked a bowl n' burned my eyebrows and went into dire shock

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

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

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls