This is a song about "Give me a blow job"

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

He couldnt flip a pancake.. i wonder how he got the job

Want the title but im always fighting under card

I'm getting emotionless someone give me a heart

Someone just give me a promotion

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

He ain't touching me like martin sheen's penis

Pardon me miss, can you blow me a kiss?

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

Give you life for giving me a headache

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

I can only imagine, uncle bob

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

I'm just sayin' i got fuckin' problems, mama's got a job,

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

My brother need a new job