This is a song about "Peter o donnel"

He cried like a baby eya-eya o

Your last man was semi pro

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

Doctor told him to eat jelly eya-eya o

And now that i’m getting money

Second peter one three

O wait...your moms already did/

My mates calling me gifted

I drop o after o of the loud,

I try to be the guy, you think about

Lookin like a walmart greater with a 3 inch peter.

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Pick one, peter piper. and pick a peck of pickled peppers.

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

I loved peter pan when i was growing up