This is a song about "Nutting on dylan"

Try not to lead her on

My sim card's the bomb

Feel your chest on top on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Aight, keep going, on and on

Sweet, okay makes sense

Relying on myself

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Swisher almost gone, hold on

Relying on myself

I think you and your friends

Think i need another play

Shifting on and on through the grey.