This is a song about "Your retrded"

So much to say a scrabble game

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain

Your eyes it's my paradise, your

Or something that you paid for

All we need is convienient love

Freezing your nose, your eyes, your corneas,

They calling me the hottest in the game

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

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

Your lyres are cheat so hold your pen open your book-let

Ill cut your thtroat, chop your head and pluck out your eyes,

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

You make a nigga sing songs nice