This is a song about "Alex herring"

I make your head spin round,

They just go around

Wrap my lasso round you neck,

Lemonhead end up dead

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

That's why i make my raps deep like the whole fucking atlantic ocean!

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Eatin pussy up for dinner man that shit smell like salmon

Collapse and scream for help, but i'm small just like kelp

Then called her dickface, she call the connect

Hiding my secret life as i lure you to my lair, the time-

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

Will spin round the world like a tornado

Know you haters is pissed hold your bladder though