This is a song about "Army wrestling gay orgy"

Because what you spit is gay,

She do everything i say

Hey, tell me why my hands start sweating

To be feeling walls and no don't do wrestling

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Dressed better than armani, more strength than our army!

You take on more dicks then a whole orgy.

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Orgy butt rubbing, it's not necessary... but it's something, my favorite button

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Never letting go, although sometimes i slip

At the salvation army tryin to salvage an outfit

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

The only battles them niggas fightin' is at salvation army,

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

I'm not threatening, if he start wrestling, then he force me to start menacing/