This is a song about "Mutha fuckas at walmart"

Stepping out the spaceship with a mutha fucking task force

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

I got a dolla and a dream, real fuckas on my team

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Stupid fuckas, yall doubted me just because i was new

Tell your homegirl relax and let me get inside you

Where there’s minimal conscience and there’s thousands of choppers

Proper-ly in slanted postures nigga we some mutha fucking monsters

I'll go to walmart and reverse the w!

I can't ever change without you

Knocking fuckas out, time to sleep, we hounds and your blood is a sign of meat

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

And breathing it like oxygen mutha fuck my esophagus

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups