This is a song about "Dot a"

Youtube dot com slash cue the elephant

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight

K dot got no, flow and dre no dice, my bad thats rata, tat on the mike,

"contemplate", i wrote about her

I'm a sinner. i'm a churchgoer.

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Drank liqueur popped pills dot dot dot

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

That mac got a red dot with 50 rounds in it

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Spelling like a fourth grader skipping every dot

In the corner of my eye, i saw a pair of polka dot underwear

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

What a bummer, what a drag