This is a song about "Elmo and tweety lovestory"

I said i'm hurting her

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

I feel an irony assuming you look like a tweety bird

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

Let's enjoy our younger years

And their mothers and fathers

Got to the end of the tunnel

And inhospitable,

I just know what you mean

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

And kill yourself and your clique

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Grab the scissors and saws and