This is a song about "Metric dactyl"

I just play my part make moves like chess

Abc, skip the d she’s got double e’s

Look at her figuer, i could never win her, fuck i need to get those digits,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Hit the dash blast the overpass

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Got her going down, no teeth

And i came on her double d's

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

Spine into the digit.. six, he's gone sick,

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

A shocker that double entendre was something monster