This is a song about "Esther coleman"

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time

My dog is gay - here n' queerlike gary coleman, im the coal mine,

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

He's a mixture of mathers, jones, and lamont coleman,

It's gonna fucking hurt kurt, when i turn you into cole-man

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Shoulda been esther, and we would be poly