This is a song about "Make that doe"

That beat fire make my brain numb

When they here today what you say to them

I'm just trying to focus

Its that #ojkush make your head rush

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Make that baby evil like fourier transforms,

Something wicked this way come

That pussy fire make my tongue numb

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

Cat is doin' what he know just to make doe

This prada make me shallow

But im glad it didnt doe

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

That could make some sense, to make amends, to take a stand, to make it tense

 but that would make me who,

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you