This is a song about "James russell having a small cock"

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Fuck it grab my smg and cock it,cock a doodle doo now see whos dying

Im jus sitting and having a perk

The concept is so absurd

You are now listening to the all-time phenomenal

So, i'm leaving you with a brand like your name was russell.

Small town, kinda place a came from

Something wicked this way come

Well in that case, brother, then love her hard

Like a small garage in your backyard

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

James got home all alone with a bottle of patron.

Ye' and killa cam', the world is mine

Yeah, we just having a good time

We know you wouldn't cock a foam saber/

I wanted a brother my mother i told her