This is a song about "People hating you and being mean to you and making fun of you"

The best part of you ran down your mums leg and ended up being

I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking

And screamed “you think i’m doing this for fun!”

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

And if people hating on you

And word i blew off herb i grew

So why are you waiting you can't keep hating and masturbating while

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

You bet you're rude and mean huh?, guess there's room to dream

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Cause im tiered of people like you raping,and saying whats not you

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

To the sound of you being gagged and bound