This is a song about "Anal explosions"

My anus is like a tool, such high pressure anal explosion

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

So i guess that's where i hide my things

While i'm instilled with the grief of explosions

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Oh shes been through the oral phase, anal phase, orgy phase, squirting phase

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Foetal abortions illegal extortions lethal explosions everyday i'm dying of exhaustion/

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

How about some anal beads girls voice " oooo you nasty"

I fucked a bitch and i fucked her anal

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Evoking emotions, sharp explosions to the notions of a spliffs devotion.

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him