This is a song about "Dixie fucks horses"

See it's easy as cake, simple as whistling dixie

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Jungle fever for the night

What the fucks you’re voice’s like,

Teach him dt fucks all the bitches

You ain’t never been higher than this

Redundant tips from contructive fucks

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Murdering man who fucks chicks

An arsenal of fucks that are incessant.

Fuck the biz apparent, odd future errant

In your case that'd be like four horses.

But you hate them navel kisses