This is a song about "Marine biology rugby sex drugs coco puffs salad"

Why not me the same thing

Like a salad no dressing

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

Being scared of these chumps please enough you cream puffs

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Nigga, i'm a fucking, marine engineer,

You would bet on malcolm sex

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right

I get thrown around like a rugby ball but atleast i tried,

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Salad be tossy, green as the thing that survives the bomb

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Made logically because he came outta school failing english, maths and biology