This is a song about "Killer ducks"

Ducks with the quack quack noise, fuck all the quack pack boys

She gets my problems fixed when i hear her voice

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

Theyre ducks, hides and theyre faces contorts and they begin to pray

Naked woman rub my back

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Yeah, the sex in the sack

And you all will respect that

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Listen to every word that i slur

Blasting psychill, poppin' brain killer

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Now shining in the broad day light, go figure

I slay em like a #serial #killer