This is a song about "Hot chicks that break hearts"

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

But that doesn't stop the nasty chicks from saying "fill me"

I'll never be retro like a cool kid

And that was hot for, hmm a minute

Look, just remember how that winning taste

Their hearts that played along, they got weighted and failed,

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

My hearts on the rack, you can say that im heartless.

But that doesn't stop the nasty chicks from saying "fill me"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

Rappers rapping about there career, i’ll break that.

A do clown that foxtrot break

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

Except for horny fat chicks, that's some shit, don't know 'bout all of that!