This is a song about "Dorothy gale"

I just roll down my window and holler

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Tones of foreigners, hecklers looking back/

The jager in my cup is licorice black

When i was starving now it's payback

So im'ma stand at your back

This is to all of you felt you wouldnt storm

I'm the doctor you my nurse in a uniform

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

How i think about you every day

Email too, facebook aim, everything gone

Can't stop the storm from pouring chloroform/

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

I saw what you're rockin' and wanted to holler back

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this