This is a song about "Jont peck"

Ever since bill clinton was still in office

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Westside, bitch i run mine

Gonna poke that pussy with my spine

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Yo u picked the wrong fight, time to pay heres the bill

Ill pass it in a lil bit

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Of pleasure, jill you did great

At an extremly alarming rate

Secret society all we ask is trust

Like salt and pepper, no equivalent

You're very attractive, and notice that

Me and you just need to talk a bit

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Is someone who can take a mess