This is a song about "Experience"

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

6 years of experience flowed down river to impotence

They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell

I learn from experience and it taught me well

They had more experience.

Without the sound of guns

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

By study, instruction, or experience

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

If nap was experience then you woke up

And talking about experience in living (or bitching)

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

I don't know, obviously i disappear

I speak from experience, i know how you feel