This is a song about "Dicked on"

Swisher almost gone, hold on

When you took my hand up so calm

New message from mom

Now im getting them on

Bleeding on the carpet, drooling on my chin

Look, they gon love me for my ambition

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Not even on psychedelics today but i'm tripping on whats going on

Pay dues like a hair salon

Feel your chest on top on

Burning up,turn the fan on/

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Man it goes on and on

That's word to my mom

My sim card's the bomb

Try not to lead her on