This is a song about "Conker the squirrel"

Your the boat without the paddle

Lady at the frank stand will

Regardless to all them, i appease her

I'm the operator, the administrator.

So superb but how am i eating your bars if this rap is getting you served

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Girls say everything that i write smooth

Squirrel is running on the roof

Take the exit, the nearest left

Half your body laying on my chest

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

They're tryin to say that i don't care

The trigger or the chair

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose