This is a song about "Met a girl at a party"

After a night of barcadi, booze, a party ruse with gentlemen pretends

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

I met this girl that was silly, happy, jumpy with a heart of gold.

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore

I swear i never met a girl like her before

Makes for a hell of party

Walk that body, talk that body

Welcome to fagville, population: you, and your girl at the motel. isn't life a hell?

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

And he, what's his name, earl

And once i met a good girl

You are all wet,caught in a net,your worst fears met

Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead