This is a song about "Hehe pile on"

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Holy shit! not to forget my black lungs, it feels like pile of buzz//

Because right now i'm a walking pile of hate,

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

Rust from the amount that pile up, never to touch and filled with blood.

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

That's word to my mom

Feel your chest on top on

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

And my name is devin i got a big d (hehe) i can take you to france (wewe) did you

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Top of my pile of bodies

Fancy type of draws drool on a mild pile

Don't give them whats mine run game by the mile

You fakes aint nothin but a pile of shit

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot