This is a song about "Your wacker than that muther fucker you bite your style from"

Your style common as a little league sponsor from a 'tarded kid's father

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

I really like your style and how you write

The vacancy that sat in my heart

You bite my lip cause you like to leave your mark,

I read your raps,a style is what you lack,

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

You got a big head them im a take it off your style bugs me disgusts me

Bite into your bangs, shake the chains.

For the occasion, paper planes

Than catch your s.t.i.s you caught from lying with all those guys/

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries