This is a song about "Jizz in my pants"

I literally almost shit my pants/

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Pants up and shirt tucked in,the nerdy version

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Wrap em up in jizz like its my version of a cocoon,

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

God damn it i'm cramming a hand cannon in my pants with,

And pants tight please be a dyke, cuz im a freakin freakazoid its like my

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

Before we see it's hard to live

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Than i jizz once again but this time in her and she says fuck, and i scream shit,

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

And i will pull down my pants and proceed to sit