This is a song about "Desember 29 pink hot skates twerk the best"

Pushin permanent twistin i'm on a mission got me on the mashtried to dig, you was screamin when i did

I got you guessing im fully computed im so hot the air feel humid like a soldier im to be saluted

Like a savage ravages the pink abyss

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

I could just twerk about, could play some pool, might move in the direction of christ

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

They call me say, word

Please... twerk twerk, let that ass work,

That's you, a hot mess, thinking that you're ruthless, best

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Shes called the twerk queen, when her ass is flatter than someone turnin thirteen,

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Maybe this might actually make the night hot

You rap like you got bored, smoked up, then forgot your best "hot verse."

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars