This is a song about "Your gir"

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

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

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

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

While i'm rubbing on that ass

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

You see i gotta go to war

Your eyes it's my paradise, your

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

You just tryin' to run game

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Conjure your fears kill your parents become your foster

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

So much to say a scrabble game

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,