This is a song about "Acids and bases"

And remember what i said and

It's late and you stuck in my basement

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Hit it like a baseball then skip around the bases.

And place words on the bass displaces, decapitates at the bases,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Every night i stroke hoes

What i do, through and through and

Put the purp in the blunt

And we crazy, homes

And nasty remains and bones