This is a song about "Blowjobs and 69ing"

To war with the coppers

And their mothers and fathers

Modu, he's ready for whatever

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Fuck that now trying get the money

And a fridge and some broccoli

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

And stop playing hide and seek,

Cause they right down the street

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Living young and wild and free

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

You feel it from your head to your toes

And get it again and again

Magic city tipping them