This is a song about "I like balloons"

Here's some friendly advice, i don't like!

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type

Whether i feel like i need a crown or like a clown

Do the fuckin' exact opposite of turnin' it down

And you're approaching me right

Right with the beat that i like.

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

I don't feel like i belong, i feel like i'm a guest.

Fantasies of you in submission, freaky positions

I bust rhymes like emissions i lust times like premonitions

That i act like i like it but i secretly despise

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

Like an ose; i am grandi, like your kids; i want candy

With some matching pink panties, lipstick from my granny

My direction good, well-rounded type

But i cant help but like...