This is a song about "Grips"

Wraps around my head and grips me like a lasso.

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

But the devil's hand grips my spine and keeps my head held high

A little pillow he grips, just to cushion his landing

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring