This is a song about "P e n i s"

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

I put the nigga in his casket

She moaning and groaning, "a e i o u" no consonants/

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Plottin' don’t even worry

But i can't stop like r h c p

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

If only i could go back into the 80’s

Perhaps it's a musti'm facin cases

Cause i have got "s" plus what a dog's tail does

She know i got the force like a j e d i

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

Even ice, i , c , e

Hail mary nigga, run quick see