This is a song about "Log blog"

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

Out came some shit looking like a lincoln log eight feet long,

They lay log i lay low

Like curses on the radio

And that's jay line i had to quote that

I suggest you batter log out gap

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Everyone knows im great, just read a blog

You wrote a blog on a rapping site

He got hit up that same night

Fading into the fog just another name in the log of the city registrar

Maybe it's the way the played it in my hearti knew one day i gotta be a star

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

Log out maid or you will get maimed, have the shame get outta this game