This is a song about "Can"

I say get there - while you can!!

Weed i can't pronounce man

So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Try anyway you can cry or you can play

But more importantly taught me to pray

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

Can you prove there's something you can call your breasts?

How both can give chowder , how both can devour

Tell them that your sorry, you're a cow, took a fuckin' shower

I can work on anything so no one can beat me!

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

And they respect that, say that i'm real man

Asking little kids if they can

Beach on the weekend

He can split he can bend