This is a song about "Conrad"

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

Mentally ill, i'm 'jeffrey dahmer' with a drill,

Ballin in green like im larry bird

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

One that could smash on stephen hawking or albert einstein.

Then, prepare to have the eargasm of a lifetime

But joseph u aint did nothing

Blood been rushing, i'm thinking 'bout loving

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

I'm hella mean, i'm paula deen,

Like tyler creator oh shit black momba's back lyrical insomniac flow is high

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

If i suck titties and do lines with dead whitney!

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity