This is a song about "Melvins peniz in sams moth swashing around he bites it"

Ask, real rick ross he tell you i gets it in

I know they pay me too much of attention

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

He didn't say a word he just turned around

He sat around all day in his lazy boy.

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Assaulting cops i'm attracted to my pen like a moth

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

He grabbed hold of it and stood up in astonishment that he was saved

Maybe that's why i've got a brain that acts practically raped,

Leave your inhibitions here

In rap terms he keeps it real

Thought he'd catch his breath before he came back around,

If i get stopped, have a bitch throw the weed out