This is a song about "Krusty k"

Like police k-9 units filled with barking basset hounds,

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Ridin through my hood with the k with no brakes bitch

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

(a k e) seems like a woman to me

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

Seven fifty six k. and that's the down speed yo

With anything you need, i'm young k to the fucking scene.

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

So a-k to your brain, and you ooz-ing

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Like a whole police k-9 unit filled with basset hounds,

The krusty krabs and the people called haitians

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips