This is a song about "Hold my penis"

And she's the type to booby trap my penis with her cleavage

To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much

Im sayin one night my love is like that

...i hold my city up...then rest on it......

I see the addict, the alcoholic with golden flask out cold,

Like it's trifle, my skills are precise like a rifle how a sniper might hold

Unshaven puss makes my penis blow

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

I hold the weight... of all my victims on my shoulders bro

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

She say the "royal penis is clean", i'm prince akeem and she is my queen

Ya whats my future hold/

Hand to hand in the cold

Or maybe cause i go as hard as she had my penis,

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this