This is a song about "Matthew morris"

We took a salmon leap to become the uk

Ha, okparty people doin' what i say

We gon make it to the bedroom, i like the guest room

Just waiting to spring, so i could make romance bloom

I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word

Imma show my true worth/ sort out the sour shit and skip to the dessert/

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

Ticklin him go to his grave, skip him and visit his dog

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

I'll cut your fucking throat and when i walk away i start to skip

And none drum, iller than ninth wonder

Spring, fall, winter, and summer

We got to this

We on that skip bayless/