This is a song about "Argue"

No dedication, they argue it's because schools don't teach creation, ken ham

Pussy pop on her handstand, you got me sweatin', please pass me a fan, damn

I diss your mum and argue just to play some devil's advocate

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

And if you argue with descartes, then you're bound to get hit,

Figurely argue with my mother,

Of impactful things one can ask for

Shout out my nigga reggie bush that just gets you the highs

They would sometimes argue, "like mom this cant happen twice!"

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

There is no need to argue

So that you will never argue, screech, till you brawl and leave, her to crawl on knees

Is all good for nobodyremember gamin' on dumb hotties at chill parties

But knowing it's hopeless i still try and argue,

You didn't see me here if someone ask you