This is a song about "Canine cannon"

God damn it i'm cramming a hand cannon in my pants with,

Its so simple to see things from a genius perspective

Well that's not happening captain

Spitting it like a cannon/

I have a dick like a cannon and sperm like a cannonball

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

For desert she have vanilla dannon from my yogurt cannon

Now im doing cannon balls

Kirko paint her walls

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Throwing faggots to the wolves y'all niggas is some cannon fodder

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Don't care about cool fashion/i'm a loose cannon