Jeremiah you ain't shit

Jeremiah, why you wanna get on my bad side? I never had a good one. But now you gotta die. You got a problem with my face tattoos, did I even ask you? Probably not, your wife keeps me with a Super slobbery cock. You think Dallas did you dirty, compared to me, probably not! Stop him he's hot, well watch the temperature go up to the top, as your ex bitch go go gobbles me up. She eats the up dick, like a cat does kibbles and bits, she knows I'm with the shits, so riddle me this, who gave you the ok to even mention my name, or to fabricate a story, bitch go on Maury, tell him how you fuk poorly, and that you compensate with your whole fist in a bitch, just the vision makes me sick your probably in love with the dick, cause let's be honest, you're wife ain't gonna just leave over nothing at all, especially for that ugly ol whatchamacallit, oh yeah Dallas that's it, boy he's ugly as shit, lookin like he fell from an ugly tree and on the way down smacked every limb, I do not wish to be him, on any occasion wait maybe Halloween cause he looks like Freddy after he fucked jason, not willingly either I'm mean after he raped him, boy ain't that a sight, the way you hate on other men for no reason, just out of spite, makes me think how can you even be white, but this new generation is a whole different breed, but you can't use that excuse cause pops you're like, fifty three! So for the ones who've been listening you should all give thanks to me, Jeremiah is confidential informant and tells on folks for free. He plots, he talks, he rats to cops, you Kik it with him just sit back and watch, no matter where you are at that block is hot, cause every dime he's ever had he will fuk around and drop. I hate a snitch a lying ass bitch try and point fingers and make assumptions on me, lucky your throat ain't slit, double up your smile, puddle up the tile, you like to gossip like a child, bitch I'm out here and I'm wild, google me pussy, check my file, I'm stone Cold with grimey shit, been known to come and find a bitch, pin point ya then slime ya quick, watch ya mouth and who you speak upon, been up a week, and when I'm geeked, it's on!
So take heed to what I breath in this song, ima fuk ya bitch til dawn, like five in the morn, trying to flex on me ya wrong, ima beat that thang like the Chinese do a gong, get her out her thong, rip the bong, and go all nite long!
[OUTRO] 
BITCH WATCHA MOUTH AND WHO YA TALK ABOUT, LAST FUK DID BUT HE AINT WALKIN NOW! ITS REX BITCH AND I STAY GETTIN BUSY, DONT NEED ANYONE BUT ME, CAUSE TO CALL YOU A FRIEND  WOULD BE LIKE MINGLING WITH THE ENEMY, FUK THAT AINT NO PHONY SHIT, IM SMOKIN JERAMIAH LIKE A MUH FUKN CHIMNEY, AGAIN AND AGAIN AND WHEN YOU SEE ME SMILING JUST KNOW I BEEN IN YA BITCH FEEDING HER TONS OF DICK, COME AND DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!
PUSSY!!!

Southern gritty male vocal lyrical hard and confident bluesy country twang with a comical roast style flow dark