This is a song about "Da ding"

Verse 1 (great da king slayer)

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Got ma head in da books

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Eating all da fudge like da fat kid in school

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

You messin wit da truth,

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Ring ring ding dong ching chang ching ringa ding dong

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb