This is a song about "Dylan and the pool"

Deformed fool, taking a shit in a warm pool

No david lettermans acting a fool

I see yesterday i called you names, and played games on yo' mind

Could just twerk about, could play some pool, might move in the direction of christ

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

Chillin' at the cottage, drinks by the pool

Im here to get personal an slaughter you, maybe your daughter to, be scared of what ill do

I was flooded through the fucking swimming pool now that i am washed up to shore i am killing you

Your swimming in a pool of sharks you ain't ever gonna survive.

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

Cutting class for the pool

That's the sound of my tool