This is a song about "Anal probe"

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

Staple ya hands to ya face and make a dyke give you anal

I fucked a bitch and i fucked her anal

Tell your girls, to come join our table

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

Probe globe to expose foes

This is love, nothing else close

While psychologists prod and probe and keep saying

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

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

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

But i let off everything i have

Before they suck you up and probe your ass

The city streets - bars, clubbing and cars rushing at sickly speeds

Who was brushing his teeth when he happened to see a bitch using anal beads,