Ye, I’ll be ****** Yet another message On Instagram How many messages Can you cram On social media Concerning your fam While you remain on the lamb?
Sadly your marriage Has run its course And now you’re headed For a difficult divorce Perhaps your madness Is at the source Of the problems you’re having So where’s your remorse?
Your kids are porns On your chess board Where your wrath for Kim Seems to be stored But I don’t think Your family can afford Having you As their overlord
What kind of game Are you now playing You gotta be careful Of what you’re saying And to be truthful You’ll have to admit She never said You took out a hit