This is a song about "Dec s set of dildos"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Right after the windsail, crash set course of solidarity.

Ur coffin is set, so choose the options of torture or death

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

You have been begging for a pair of 110s

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

To our own set of problems that we roasted along

And spit it the way i do simp-a-ly because i like this song

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

Still got the complete set of glass in the case

And when i start to rise

It´s the battle of life