This is a song about "Crush on you"

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

Pound you and crush you like some cheap canned food.

I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch

I wonder what is in store for us, you my crush, my heart you touch

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

Erupting volcanic, satanic cutting, wrist after wrist, im not sad im just pissed,

It's a sin for me to win cause i could crush you with a fist made outta fuckin mist

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

And now it's clear as this promise

Cuz i got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses