This is a song about "Fold mountains"

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

Hungry for more burgers,anger fold in curlers,but love nurtures

Shootin out the ground and mountains round like an enormous geyser

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

- the mountains fell as seas were ragin when the beast awakened

And word i blew off herb i grew

I'm drinkin' coors, my mountains are blue

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

Your flow is worn out like those clothes that your trying to fold

My money don't fold i'm gettin' this dough

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

I'm racing pacing these mountains, chasing that evasive fountain

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one