This is a song about "Bucket"

So here is a mop and a bucket now go clean up the bathroom

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

Thats just another thing to do before i kick the bucket

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

I shoot i hear the buzzer the ball hit the bucket and flushed right in

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit

Or am i just another crab in the bucket

Say fuck it, before we kick the bucket

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

Killin ya crew is like grenading fish in a bucket/

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

My doc kicked the bucket, so i said fuck it,

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

Got my first job getting treated like a slave, with a hard hat hard boots bucket and a spade,