This is a song about "Hot dogs in my mouth"

Oh thats your girl? well i put my cock in her mouth

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

I need a jail house to free my dogs

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

I taste lint in my mouth, then the lights in the place... went!

(i got that hot bitch in my home) you know how many hot bitches i own?

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

Blunt in my mouth and my hand on the grip

If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit