This is a song about "My peener"

Cold, my style making my nose run

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Feeling like a dream and nobody pinch you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

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

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

Man, that saying is so misused

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

My streaks my testament.

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.