This is a song about "Interchangeable parts"

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

The spark that ignites and tears us apart like two parts

Grab on my nuts where my genital parts be,

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

You know me and my whole squad we so committed

There’s whisperings around these parts of a new kid

Throwing animal parts at scarlett johansen

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

I start carvin away ur body parts n hey pack em up

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

As i said, i'm evil, my rhyming ain't feeble, i knock the beatles of the charts

Lets talk about history..in the 70's morrison once said, that killers lack huge parts

And she wanted no parts of me

I delete they history

And other parts of your life have just become obsolete.

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed