This is a song about "Your lyrics ate jokr"

When you write your lyrics your going to go mental,

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

Resurrected your spirit, with lyrics for top dollars

A couple dollars harry winston stone collars

Playin with fire is a danger zone

Your shit lyrics i condone

Cause when i make this stew

Your lyrics im gna rip threw

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Bitch you a menace to your society, reading your lyrics is comedy,

Your lyrics are germs but am antibacterial

Or popeyes, we don't keep no birds in the circle

They slim shady you must be crazy your lyrics

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Your lyrics sound like your a handicap

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back