This is a song about "Meter"

My dick size, half of a meter

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

And i park cars i don't pay for the meter,

I move the club like a poker dealer

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Blow off that meter, don't be eager, and dont stop neither (shit man gotta dig deeper)

Got him rinsed, sink, sinking in by the meter/

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

No money for the meter when i'm parkin' em

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Rather mess with a cliever than to get close to him by a meter

I've erupt the fucking meter, your heater,

The answer is the lord like saturday night fever

And i park cars i don't pay for the meter,

You ever paid attention in there? me either