This is a song about "Nail clippers"

Uneducated little bigot, nigga i will nail this hard,

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I'll put the "nail in the coffin" in this game i "takeover",

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him

A nail in ya skull leads to nails in ya coffin

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Nail you to your fuckin' floorboard, razor-sharp raw swords,

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Throwing big dogs like clippers, no emily elizabeth

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

And pawn shops and thrift stores and food lion, nail it hard,

I nail this scale, don't need a paved road, i can make my own trail/

I’m speaking through these bars like a nigga in the jail