This is a song about "7 functions of marketing"

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Grab a pen in clutches, send it to heaven above functions

Down just so we can grow

Return of the king of flow

I'll enjoy my bag of booze

Zero options to choose

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Of life, harm my bodily functions to be precise

Shaved of the face of the earth

Now you got a masters

On top of the ledges now,

Will somebody please show me how

Thoughts of immortality

I'mma drop you off home quickly

You're uncool like my mother kin

On the list of filth spittin'