This is a song about "All types of volcano"

He storms to his computer room and, types that you're a faggot.

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

I don’t do nothing but ball

And most of motherfucking all

I pop one, you pop one

And smile all of a sudden

Better leave it all behind

Killed off all of mankind

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Always a volcano about to erupt

The stupidness volcano has erupted

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit