This is a song about "Your fucked ya liar"

I fucked your mom last night and her titties i felt

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Your skills are as fucked a bitch,stop bleeding on rap pad

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Your flow is more fucked than the bitches in my bronco

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

Like the rapist, who fucked your mom when he laced it

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

I'm so corrupt i fucked your mom and she paid me.

I'm a fire breather, with a heater, coming out of the nether, from underneath ya

You admit ya have to amire when i spit "shut it bitch you a liar!" ha!

Your fucked in dispensary

Plottin' don’t even worry