This is a song about "Liquid"

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

I fear not death before its my time i'm liquid cyanide,

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick

Blowin/ out lava from my pen, the liquid volcanic

Red liquid hits the sand making a very unique mud,

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

After every show, a dream she hold

Flowing like liquid gold into a mold,

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

I'm jizzling liquid like my dick is a forest

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Sticking y'all and hitting raw with liquid swords, give me more,

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

Strike your ass with liquid nitro gas, light the hash,