Ha Ha that's not it Fake rappers been spotted with broken headphones Like broken headphones u head home u sped home U get your head blown rappers try to step they speak in dead tones So I ain't trying to hear them , give me another word,word for your mother I can't help poundin that dairy airy Her long blonde hair smells like berrys But don't get mad at me It's something I do so happily No screaming and arguing makes no difference Whether a Benz or a Bentley or a beamers the car u in U think u ball well I bomb it I throw up bombs when I vomit When the streets burns my brain just like acid raindrops My fam is the only thing makes the pain stop