This is a song about "A cunt named dylan post"

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Maybe i'll have a wife, and a beautiful boy named brady/

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

There used to be a guy named undertaker

Trying hard to speak and

You know you're a cunt

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Post it to they head, leave em a mental note

Don't know her name those ain't really important

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

Far from an overnight achiever, cole is like the leader

Dear reader, hiphopwizard secretly fucks a transvestite named peter

If you wanted a date, don't come

Hot like spain, run by a guy named satan