This is a song about "My pet grandad"

Youll need your mother right by your side, youre my pet

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

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

That you offer them ones but they ain't let you

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Swung left, no breath, chef ahead, must be fed, kept pet.

But in reality your just being used.

It's my pet i keep it groomed

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

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud