This is a song about "Katy s ass"

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

My g"s have been handcuffed,

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

I'll take your ass back to the 80's, dawg, 'cuz even back then,

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

If there’s a shining star

Bad, just like an 80's car