This is a song about "Lucy patch"

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

New batch to patch, back to making maps

Shut the fuck up little cabbage-patch activists, class slackers,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Follow to your limousine, stuck you like a nicotine patch

I just wanna pick you up and take you to a wrestling match

Cut skin when it's soft, she looks like cabbage patch kids,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

You a little bitch with the fucking cabbage patch flow

Fortunado, the porsche apollo, wars'll follow

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

Mad, just like max, you must be glad you had a patch/