This is a song about "Pizza and porn"

In a fuss n' cussin up a storm jackin off watchin porn chokin myself with chloroform

And we still high assed outscreamin' 'thug till i die'before i passed outbut now that your gone

Make a cold heart broad whole inner parts warm

Satan babies that cause storms and invert child porn,

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

This is a cyber battle bitch ill watch porn

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

Oh yea i should say he was a porn freak

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

You die from my earthquake on porn mags you are buried

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Are you into one direction and gay porn photographs?

But i cant even look at some porn with out my parents flipping shit

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

I come through erect in the scene, like a porn star's penis.