This is a song about "My sperm"

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.

With every touch, your sperm hits ejection

My position improving, not to mention

Sperm made you. so keep talking shit and this knife will fade you.

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

That is my wish, my fantasy.

But make sure if they do see

Miami nights, ain't another one

My words are my rhythm

You're wasting space like junk mail and sperm whales,

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

Cause instead of being that wasteful sperm

Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin