This is a song about "Calm your tits johnny"

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

Slice your bitch open, and pour icing over her tits and lick em off,

No wonder im excited and not calm

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

This ain't a trick bitch cause i'm the realist there is, to ever fuckin exist

Bitch tits over here, the size of your fists, my only question for you is, do you even lift?

Johnny manziel, i am the man/

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Suffer is your worth you're ducking sperm tits jiggling

Her tits are fucking small

Wolf gang, kill em' all

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

Calm down, and talk out your ambitions with me

The ones that have the big tits

I be giving work to the kids