This is a song about "Hydro cannon"

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Workin' like a robot, and carry the heavy cannon,

With young kirko, and that h right on my belt loop

Imagine a loose cannon, lacking the balls to shoot

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

I have a dick like a cannon and sperm like a cannonball

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Now im doing cannon balls

For desert she have vanilla dannon from my yogurt cannon

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Spitting it like a cannon/

When it's all said and done

God damn it i'm cramming a hand cannon in my pants with,

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith