This is a song about "I fuck your bitch"

I can't fuck a bitch this high

In the lambo looking like a fly

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

Then i'll fuck your bitch, she'd better be on the pill though.

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Well i dont give a fuck which bitch you flick bics with

It's all good, finna dog that

Bitch i slice your biscuit

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Anorak climbing down your chimney fuck yeah bitch santa's black

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Shut the fuck up bitch, i dont allow your interjections,