This is a song about "Dishwasher"

Cause i change my outfit more than transsexuals change gender

Arms seller of high grade like a piff dispenser

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

Turns on some cold water and blocks it, she layed in the tub with the

Oh thats right we left them in the oven

There are times when you'll need someone

Your team is full of squares, graph paper

And that i spent the night with her

I tuck her in, it's freezin' turn up the heat in the oven

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

I could feel it deep inside, i was a killing machine.

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see