This is a song about "Crooked teeth"

And all my childhood memories

But you lied through your teeth

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Snickering and smacking they gums through false teeth

With phony politicians standing slanting unsteadily crooked

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Used to find dope in his coat

Its teeth that puncture my hope

They better have their teeth

Right flows down and they might go nice

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

He seeing double thats a crooked eye/

Well look, if you don't talk, i mean these sessions are going to go slower

Take my umbrella-ella and stab-ab a crooked promoter/

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Wakin up with a crooked smile but aint shit outchea funny