This is a song about "My mouth"

Like your bitchin' wife and sister might get tonight

[54]liberal linguals, my mouth tingle, my mind clamp tight

Play hard to get, females get jealous

Mouth filled up with my sticky stuff

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

I was drowning in the tide with my mouth open wide,

Smiling with blood dripping out my mouth in my mug shot

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

Start beef bigger then your spouse

All of these words spewing out my mouth

Instead of wiping my ass i wipe my mouth

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

I just say anything that comes out of my mouth