This is a song about "Collection"

Once they accidentally find your collection of knives,

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Carmines and aquas, to add to my collection

Or classic misdirection it's a collection of weapons of war

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

They don't care bout the economy as long as they benefit from the tax collection!

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

To this collection of words that i happen to jot

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

Constantly changing the course so i'm crashing my collection

Then some lady named billie holiday

Cause todays garbage collection day

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate