This is a song about "Cunts punch grudge plug moon tunes puss loops fools"

Cool and calm, y'all gnawing on the fruit loops

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

Every afternoon after school crank the tunes and wait for the moon

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Agony like a cavity who, wrathfully loops,

And if that means that i'm askin for too much

Life's to short to always hold a grudge

Double m g forever though

Lickin puss makes my semen flow

And we gone to the moon

And her smile lit up the room

But had to understand that was 4 fools

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots