This is a song about "Owen s fetishes"

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

S queezys very bold

Women front, they get its cold

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

I need a backyard full court size

It´s the battle of life

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

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

She prayed on me passing that bar

Bad, just like an 80's car

So the ones eye has freak don't run

And that´s how it has begun