This is a song about "4 inch"

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

He makes sure to show them, inch by fucking inch

Twenty inch nail rifle

Lady at the frank stand will

Swimming in the women, hitting boppers with a ten-inch dick

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

I pack a nine-inch winky, they attract totty

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Lookin like a walmart greater with a 3 inch peter.

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

To not have a fuckin three hundred and sixty inch dick

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Eight inch blades and the tick of a grenade

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

When a 4 by 4 comes crashing into your skull and furthermore

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball