This is a song about "Morgan fitzgerald"

You got phat pockets like a fat boy

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

Just a place that they can come

Voice in my head it's morgan freeman:

You to me is dr. seuss to a steinbeck

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

Words so effortless, call me henry david thoreau.

Serving haters shots i'm a bartender no morgan i'm

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

Where every recipient, property of the state

Just got another henry the 8th while it's weighing great,

Im in my fort house stuntin like henry the five/

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice