This is a song about "Fight midgets on meth"

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Randy, 420 i stand over y'all like y'all are some punk twin midgets

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

Protest and we'll fight and start a riot, and march on,

Are crazier than a skitzo on meth driving his humvee.

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Excuse me miss, fuck your a long coat wrapped around three midgets,

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

I never use a fork i always spoon her

The fight was on because of me, and with pleasure

All of this fuss for heisenberg's blue meth

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

When the case is on me fight like a dog, call me michael vick,

Flip the beat just like gymnasts you come up short similar to midgets

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks