This is a song about "Abigail s sausage fingers"

Never been one to point fingers

Let's enjoy our younger years

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Coding, eroding, the system, fingers pressed in

I know they pay me too much of attention

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Drops the holy symbol, replaced with fingers encumbered

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

If you're discouraged stick those fingers up

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress