This is a song about "Erosion debris and respectively"

Patron black, uh, patron jones

And nasty remains and bones

And kill yourself and your clique

The drug that they brain need

Like a line full of hoes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

The golden roman, an omen caused erosion

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

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

Like an explosion, erosion, you need some healing lotion,

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

She got me caught up in the moment

Social conditioning and