This is a song about "Glitter shoes music shark party"

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Like the bottom of your dated shoes

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

When i expose you like glitter and cakes

On they twitter writing novels, see

Makes for a hell of party

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

Part manson, part hannibal, part mechanical shark

Going to the beach, hope i don't get bit by a shark

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

Toast, toast to the party!

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Knowing you was getting by hardly

Let's get, get, get this to the party!

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth