This is a song about "Bic mag vagina"

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

I fell out of my moms golden vagina which a remindsa me that im a golden kid,

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Bars dropping like shells from a mac when its on its last mag

Spit sicker, keep this bigger little shit lit like bic flickers,

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Magnificent, anti-impotent, landslide winning by lyricist

Going against me,is like attacking a pack of bic razors with your wrist,

Ima lite up your world i flick my bic

Go crazy when she hear music

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

Pointing the mag now you're running like a fag

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Miley cyrus showing her big vagina, ain't body got time for that, i need to be

Like lindsay lohan's vagina hair

Another 5, eli won't even be there