This is a song about "I got a 100 girls on my dick fucking the shit out of them"

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

That a 12 hour shift, of a bitch on my dick, every time i spit, i rip,

I beat the fucking shit out of my dad when i was twelve/

I’m callin’ on you ’cause i can’t do it myself

My notes are shit, the prof's a dick, the ta's advice got me fazed

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Don't worry big girls, my dick can take the space

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt

Then we got out a dodge, like them dukes of hazzard

All my girls got buts they all the same yea i should join a cypher

Type of chick that only dress in something that’s designer

Killing these niggas off quick

100 bitches on my dick

Mom and dad are on my dick bout everything i fucking do

You could have it all alone, cause i’m better without you