This is a song about "Craig gill"

Go where you ain't been

Of the nearest gas station,

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Jill you didn't need to help this jokester out with your happy box

Wonder where i went wrong

My book is sacred forsworn

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Jill you didn't need to help this jokester out with your happy box

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

The book that you wrote, i defaced it,

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

No chatter, turn ya behind, and flippin ya bladder

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

Every morning that i wake up im looking on face book