This is a song about "Order management systems"

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Skilfully i scalp sever and slaughter in chronological order,

To gain profit from their systems with forceful breach

Ay yo your girl around me? that's like sand to a beach

Normally i order three or four of these

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Of impactful things one can ask for

So instead of fucking up there systems more,

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

Patiently taking orders in order to conquer this

Follow the order if your a fucking fanatic

Now i'm taking these pills and i ain't even sick

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Into a world, with no order,

Same bitches used to play me though

Order bottles, no moscato