This is a song about "Fine corinthian leather"

Pretty mamacita is looking so fine,

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

I'm starting to seem fine,

Me love you long time

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Or whether its tuscan leather, as long as i'm together

Or anywhere, don't matters, shes fine

I’m inclined with women who come on they time

Fine leather stitch so dont flick your joint tips in this whip

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

A round, white-leather ball with red stitches.

Wetter than a swish and i never miss

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

(the whoever has the ooze leather is band together.)