This is a song about "Punk rock"

Sorry punk you just met raps first youthful maestro,

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

You get the picture? i hope not cause i'm no punk

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

And eat him alive i'm a c.m punk

She can only live for the moment

But, damn you write alot. too bad it's a waste, punk,

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

An watch you cry trying to find the ways to try running away punk

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Have you been living under patrick star's rock?

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

He was acting like a hardcore punk

Fuck you if you feelin' different

Cause baby you're my rock

And don't make vibrations stop