This is a song about "Dicks"

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Do i bring discomfert to you're upper middle class starbucks dicks

Of that trade off, my dicks a plane bout to take off

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

Turtle dicks comb my hair

Day and night are my 'posites rare

Ain't riding, dicks so stop, siding, don't swap

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

Street corners sucking dicks,

The jiggas and the tips

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

So how about a fair round with no riding of the dicks

Lex luger, narcissist, the mirrors get excited

You suckin more dicks than that kardashian whore did