This is a song about "Ever"

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

I can't touch her, so for pleasure

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

I'll never ever ever crumble,

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Other places that u never ever

I became no one is ever

Fresher than me, never

Last time you're ever gonna kiss these lips or ever

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Ay yo you wonder who i are

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

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

Said when i do dirt wit her

Shit grand like a muh-fucking bass load

That i'd, never ever ever go broke