This is a song about "Fucking biches"

On your fucking penis depot

Yeah, i got philippe chow flow

That skate hard, thrash black hoodies, try something

Like animals rutting, loving, lusting, fucking,

Now thats the fucking struggle

Got to the end of the tunnel

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

No i'm not done talkin, pistol on my side and these biches still barkin

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

Dry land , but its my fucking

To fucking serious,

That's why i shine like i does