This is a song about "32"

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

Open bar with the torch card, now i open my own times^32

Just a place that they can come

Canada is where we made it from

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

32 lines of bitching is what you give me. crap,

He's quick as lightning, writes code in a snap

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

You know? real flick" nasty 32 look.

10 chains, hustle hard: ace hood

But you can't have this shit for free

I reel them in, goadomes on see

32. demons are preventing me,

Fuck fame, fuck money