This is a song about "George and his concussion"

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

As a child his only friends were his dog, his page and his pen

You weren't so shy when you were giving me head til you got a concussion.

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

It's a discussion board, not concussion support

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

A roof for their stuff, shout out to george carlin

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

And thank doom for his herbs/

The birds i knew flip birds

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

Boston george the title, other rappers flowers im poison oak

Go! you free to go about your business

Daddy gotta go after that and get his

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

Giving em my brain ima get a concussion boy