This is a song about "Dylan amp amp amp amp"

Incredible flow you cant bind up (bind up)

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

I should have known from the start boy

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

I remember when he got called a dick rider in the discuss section

Like when wind blows through singing chimes.

What we gotta do to survive

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Cause imma step it up, build it up

Are you a cunt, sap or bastard?

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

Society telling me to not be a sap, dude.

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood