This is a song about "Ford pick up trucks"

Drop her, pick her up and tomahawk her/

I bet i get the fall rosay had this summer

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Pick the knife up off the counter and make the first slice/

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

It's fucking dangerous the way i pick the razors up

Controling my steamknowing my team to deserve more

I pick up a spoon and walk through the living room door

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

Pick his fat ass up, and drag that fag into the kitchen

I don't want no fucking crown

Pick em' up and knock em' down