This is a song about "Buck angel joseph asshole pussy wil fry gq"

That wil tell you staight and shame you out

And tell me why would we just think about

But i could call you glass joe, asshole!

Timmy got his bike stole

For making an asshole

De la soul is from the soul

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole

Fry them up like potatoes

I think that she knows

Raised by a momma who, who

Too much on my plate joseph fuck you

Asshole flowers, going home

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone