This is a song about "Your uglyass"

Your gonna gratify

And now we high

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

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Your on fire.. your on fire

I got something you've been waiting for

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Your on fire.. your on fire

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

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

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs