This is a song about "Pick up lines"

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Must pick it up, but im afraid someone will creep up...

So screw all the screwballs who are too tall to pick up

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

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

I mean, i called you but you didn't pick up,

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

But your one lucky girl your mans here to pick you up

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

I pick up the bowl and walk over to the drawer

Drop her, pick her up and tomahawk her/

And the last one, he's in the mirror

Flyer than the rest of them

I just pick up the pen

Pick his fat ass up, and drag that fag into the kitchen

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done