This is a song about "Jesse proctor"

I'm a doberman, pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage, pupil

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

I'll never be the confessor to this assessor of your crimes for life.

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

From now on dont call me lriss call me the examiner

This man can single handedly save the culture

So we now we stripped, need a poll for this shit

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Then a worker comes to help, you guessed it she represents music

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

"contemplate", i wrote about her

He starts to get known as a real good worker,