This is a song about "Keep a stick like a blind men"

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

Stick to the script, keep it rollin' like old-time movie scenes,

My mouth is like the sewer, yeah yeah i keep it gutter

Her lips and my dick, they stick together like a nutter butter

I dont want to make it in a office like men in suits,

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

Then like an abusive husband i'll give you a backhand,call that x-men the last stand

So all that other shit you on dead, burial

Evil stick in your heart like a needle.

Guts wrenching torturous like a stick up a uterus.

Your mind can say no but she can't control the urges

Like a lunatic with a pointy stick/

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic