This is a song about "Mr andys awe"

Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

Leaving a jaw in awe unable to f-f-f-fucking comment.

Mr. prezy, where head be

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

She can blow my mind awe shit

With g's in my pocket

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

Hangs it by the hook in the wall, looking in awe,

Can formulate a plot to leave you in awe

Our children must be taught, of africa

Shouts to mr rizzo

Ballin til the buzzer blow