This is a song about "Pogo sticks"

Huhhuhhuhhuhumy double r proves i’ma big rap star

Kids in africa eating sticks, while ceos eating caviar

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Don't harbour cut throats, blades and sticks with sinnin' intentions

I spray her with the cum, and that fucking sticks in

I'mma go to war with the devil 'til we're even

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

Scrap back to the block cause it be bouncing like a pogo

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Sherm-sticks, rollin' blunts, smokin' up, and dope is cheap,

But i'm white, quite well off and living out within' the sticks.

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Of cigarettes, cancer sticks, almighty fire with no smoke

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope

Are your a guy that sticks to green?

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean