This is a song about "Dick and cock"

Young, naive, who slits his wrists, missiles hit to cock and shoot,

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Dont even lie you lick cock and arse,

You rhyme dick with dick, even though you're a cock

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Tyler the creator invented some new shit

And all you half cock bitches ganna deal with it,

So take the stage just show me what you got

The door to the world, and the box to my cock

And then slid in the stiff dick

Teach you how to rope a chick

And yhh you hoes need to stop chasing that cock

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

Sometimes my life drives me insane and to cock and shoot,

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot