This is a song about "German pickle forks"

Shittin' on bitches like my fetishes are german,

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

Making passionate love 'til the daylightplus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent

German procrasinator, better invest in a nest to survive to be the best,

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

So i slipped my pickle in her eye

It was my brain tellin me what to do cause i was in pickle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill

Now ur stuck in a pickle and this aint no dill

Or tryna play around with bubbles and forks

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

This a different motor man better go to work

You're faker than a german hot-dog with no mustard,