This is a song about "My colossal nutsack"

And there is no chemistry

My own unknown is my enemy,

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

My shirt, purple label my shirt

The concept is so absurd

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

And tell me why would we just think about

Colossal like a titan is higher than where orion sits

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Keepin everything to there selves like ye, vincent moved.

Grab my knife and my gun

On the bible you can run