This is a song about "Expanding dong"

I bagged it up, put it on the block and couldn't flip

That internal exorcist, expanding the intimate

Ring ring ding dong ching chang ching ringa ding dong

Cause the sound lasts longer, bass drummer song

'cus the space of gaming's expanding baby

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Expanding minds, spitting by my lonely cause my team well it died. but yet i rise

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Door bell sounds like it's dinged it's last dong

And we don't know no right from wrong

Sprung from your moms bum, oh and bang it like a tin dong,

Niggas talk a lot of shit, but that's after i'm gone

Expanding our chances

Here i go again, falling in love

Pay a whole semester in a motherfucking song

I bet she cracked up laughin as she took a look at your dong