This is a song about "My mole"

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

But in reality your just being used.

And it's hard to find god when you ain't never seen him

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

And i was set loose amidst a swirling tornado of emotions inside my own soul,

Had it with you avid trolls / if you pop up like were gamin' im playin' whack a mole

Wonder about my life, got my head in my shoes

Magazines who at times seem to misuse