This is a song about "Good shit go shit thats some good shit right there right there if i do a so my self i say so thats what im talking about right there right there chorus mmmmm o0 ooooo oooo good shit"

I seem to love these whips - a white

Can't be called a god cause of shit i write, right?

Raised rough thats why i got a good right hand

If you ever feel alone and

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

But i ain't really working, trying to get this shit right

If you something like paid you can fuck tonight

I'll spill your blood today if i don't think the shit is right,

Tackling! right there on your instruments playing! right there on the track

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

Someone gotta be telling someone somebody is tripping

I demand respect boy or girl ill force there head right so its twisting

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

They say damn, that dude right there isa creature,

They say love is the slowest form of suicide

So all you people out there can have a good night