This is a song about "My dong range rover and black card"

Never even seen an 'f' slashed on my report card.

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

A working genius, a work of art

Flo flo flow bad that's my card

Let my possibilities range

And i pray that never change

Email too, facebook aim, everything gone

Sprung from your moms bum, oh and bang it like a tin dong,

My gun always in range

I'm autumn leaves change

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

While massaging my ding - dong.

Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

My dads deadpool and my mom black widow