This is a song about "Dylan s asshole"

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

This shit has got my soul

Rhymes i shot up your asshole.

Baby im in the zone

Asshole flowers, going home

Asshole, me? i never ask for more,

That's why you'll find her on the floor

Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

Timmy got his bike stole

Yall bunch of rap queens female asshole

You asshole rappers spittin shit in the booth

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

Down my head, chest, and asshole,

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