This is a song about "Hinge"

Stripped the meat off the bone there like a shark, girl's will be running when you show em the marks

I did a clinch with devil in my heart to leave my every hinge that will save me from these darts

With dorhinge (door-hinge), which swings 'n' flings, correlating to the physics of wings,

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

Take some inventory, in this gorge there's a ford engine, door hinge

Send me automatic no practice i ain't gotta aim just shoot that bitch