This is a song about "Do not know what to say when you get asked to prom"

Don't know quite what to do

You good man, we don't want you

Like michael jackson, how you do me this way

And you know you should be able know what to say

And do you have any clue what i had to do to get here

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

You do not want to get in a collision

What i gotta do to get it through to you? i'm superhuman

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

What do i do when i'm not rapping? it's a shame, i've never asked

I still be splitting women like a bogus hocus-pocus act

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

They don't know what to do

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

And oh, when ya asked us what we gonna do,