just threw one together quickI don't give a shit about celebrity
But mother****ers did ya happen to who's here? me
The bottom feeder at the top of the food chain
Frontin' from the back of the line on some dud named limit
After car parts that as fast as a spark hitting gas
Starts a fire gets wired from barbs that
Cut like a jalapeno popper fart
Burnin up an ******* that once riped apart
Punched hard but it ain't like i ever cared if i went
Too far as stitches left scars from more clowns bent
Outta shape than the cirque de soleil ever had so
Though he throws his weight around he's still in my shadow
In the dark so he doesn't know his girl remarked that i make her
Laugh on the inside but i can hear it later
With my dick as her other **** gets screwed
In the process i got to get hot chicks ****
The payback is *** in fools' circles if it's
Those turnin' on those turnin' on the *****es
The payback is *** in fools' circles if it's
Those turnin' on those turnin' on the *****es