This is a song about "Erectile dysfunction"

Think of a crime, and it probably was my fault

If you thought it, it better be what you want

Get it so good i make the mufucka somersault

Niggas was talkin shit oops he bodied, his fault

My brain is playing games, i thought "anonymoose" and "failure" were synonymous,

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

Completely your fault dumb ass

I can get straight to the cash

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

But i'll never be a failure i will never exile

Nowadays, i claim to toke my daily dose of pounds of haze

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Quite gifted, ambitions of life living,

I know the pain of failure lasts

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass