This is a song about "Deep throughting"

Buried deep but ive arisen,

Got hu women frostburg women

I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

Your own creation of madness crawls deep,

Deep from within my subconscious

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

But its too late your knee deep.

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

Shout ymcmb, mmg we run the globe

Or coppin' some deep throat.

Oh, you look like my next victim

Deep throatin' what he give 'em,

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

It's getting colder, shouldn't have dug so deep

I'm stuck asleep ina deep coma

And muthafuck the quota