This is a song about "Julian has sex with juliana doggy style"

The glare makes me hard to find

Animal style my style is wild

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

I need kylle tha crocodile, to come over and show everyone how to rhyme with style,

I'm on deck i'm up next

And in love with her, lets have sex

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

My rhymes and style are so defined/ that i could make her cling to me with little time//

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Trash your shit with classic spit human turantula he has been bit

It's all over now, take it like a man

With an old style and a sold can that outran

I didn’t have sex with u like you said

Now i don’t know if you was trying to check