This is a song about "A fun day in the pool"

My mind is a sharpen blade trapped in the dark all day

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay

In control of everyone, that's got to be a fun job

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Your swimming in a pool of sharks you ain't ever gonna survive.

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

I could just twerk about, could play some pool, might move in the direction of christ

Scholars and scientists now conceive that africa is the first place of mankind

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

When they wouldn't be the same with a day in my shoes,

Chillin' at the cottage, drinks by the pool

I've seen niggas loose cool, niggas leave school

I could just twerk about, could play some pool, might just move in the direction of christ

Since my last rhyme - the crime rate ain't declineniggas bustin shots like they lost they mind

As: other plans got in the way

Take a shot for me/ back in the day