This is a song about "Elliott the maggot"

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

This maggot already knows what's going to happen

Hold up, i used to run powers and draws

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

As the tao converted the thief

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

The bigger the the fun

And you can tell everyone

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Your mom would rather raise a maggot

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit