This is a song about "Girls in short skirts and belly tops"

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Ill stick my dick in your girls ass and finger blast her vagina to great mass i

I'm short and sweet, not a fucking sound bite

For now everything just seem so right

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Gamblin', drinkin', havin' fun and bang girls in the anus

In the #belly of the #beast, #teeth #biting through the #meat

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

Ill keep it short and sweet

But i'm not worried

Around you ill run laps and swim trough your belly flaps

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

We clouds from a spliff, touting and spouting quips off the bare tops

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

With equal tenets, girls and the guys that sit in silence

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years