This is a song about "Party shit mixed up there"

Man i'm a sick fuck, don't get it mixed up

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

Ever think why people fucking slit there wrists and shit

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

When i'm digging in her pussy, i'm never using a rubber

As you're running in circles you get mixed up with each other

Were there some shit there is that i don't know bout?

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

U sittin over there actin all tught and shit,

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

I got it mixed up with a big slut suckin' dick with the hiccups

Sitting down, thinking back, got myself mixed up

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

But i still wanna party and get fucked up

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck