This is a song about "Pogo sticks"

To something i don't deserve. words hurt more than sticks or stones.

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

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

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

They all see my life from a childish position

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

Are your a guy that sticks to green?

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Prison prisms, twist the lyrics like licorice sticks, hits 'em,

Wait a minute see what sticks see what falls

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Weekend trippin to wherever, only heaven is far

Kids in africa eating sticks, while ceos eating caviar