This is a song about "Lexi belle"

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

And ejaculate, it feels great

Yeah my ego aint that big,

So drop the slam and let's get sick

They fasting they won't leave me ate

So hopefully i would become great

Girl, you're perfect, but you're not perfect for me.

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Sometimes i sit and i wonder and ponder, life is so beautiful,

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

Shit i'm livin' is real, grew up in straight hell

Super magic, abracadabra kid

That means you're jus a straight up faggot

Looking for reception

Gin makes me sin