This is a song about "Internship"

I'm longer than em: i ain't talking no rockin republic

With monica lewinski feeling on his nutsack

Im there halfway, tripping in the half house

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Maybe i'll just go back to hell and become satan's apprentice

One can mention ones self and it'd be too pretentious

Here to give you, a medical bill, plan to spit chemical spill

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I just pray for my father in jail.

Hit the block like a postman with mail

Thanks for the house and your bitch gift,

You know i stick to the script

We don't ever make love

It's probably to rough