This is a song about "Andy warhol big cock"

I've got nothin' to worry about

While i rock out with my cock out

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Catch your mom in my home, with my cock,

You rhyme dick with dick, even though you're a cock

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

And yhh you hoes need to stop chasing that cock

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

I come outta battles un-damaged with more wholes in wars than andy got,

So take the stage just show me what you got

Caught george with a hand on his cock

I'm a son of gun

When you cant even cock one

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Like a richter; i'm andy, like a hurricane; sandy