This is a song about "Having sex with a rabbit"

To having a motherfuckin' fortune too...

Watching for the cops that's moving through

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

Pooping - having a blast,

I sip malice, from a gold chalice, sittin' smokin' in the rabbit hole with alice.

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Shoot me like a rabbit, head in the prize cabinet

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

I dont give a fuck about your sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

I turn yo good girl to a bad bitch, wildin like a rabbit in betwen the sheets

Having sex till four o'clock in the mourn but u still checking your phone

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone