This is a song about "Leg and"

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

Slap your ass with a chicken leg cut you like a saw

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Chew off my leg and my motherfucker finger,

Leg into place so i can dip into her inner river, i slither, in a finger,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

You can feel my dick on your leg five feet beside you,

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

Should i say the fake leg made out of wood

Left leg paradox, oxymoron the right, guess i'm a cripple

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

With one leg left, now i'm hoppin' around crippled

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and