I dont have a name for this lyrics

[Intro]
(SME)
(Turn it up)

[Verse]
Pop- Pop some pills, feel distorted like an 808
When I'm c*mmin', my sperm starts to radiate
Ice on me, wrist be heavy like an armored plate
One girl not enough, got a couple through, I alternate
Pull up to the clinic, b*tch I got my child aborted
Cop just found out, now I'm gettin' deported
Don't know what to do, so I'm hittin' the stu
b*tch at the crib ugly, be lookin' like Gru
[?] by my feeding, lyrics got no f*ckin' meaning
And my girlfriend pullin' up, and her pus*y need a cleaning
Want a homie's boxers so bad, he be always leanin'
If you ain't in my business, don't be up here intervenin'
Bеat goin' crazy, b*tch, I'm so f*ckin' lazy
I don't even wanna get up out of my f*ckin' bеd
And yo' granny tryna ask me for some head
But I don't give it to the ugly-ass dyin' b*tch
Ate a couple burgers, now the place gettin' farty
pus*y be bleedin', whole lotta red like Carti
Got 1 plus 1 right, call myself a smartie
All the b*tches throw 'em back at the f*ckin' party
That is why I copped myself some brand new bands
b*tch I just learned how to count to my tens
Pick some money, all of that sh*t I just bent
Wake up, and the bank is the first place I went