This is a song about "Poop piss shit nigger cum jizz"

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I ask myself "how will you write when you suffering writers block nigger?"

Huh, a metaphor of course

Like poop smeared on the walls

I'm so clean, you're cum stained

And i feared that my fans say i failed

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

Know the shit he doing while writing the cum

So i cum in her face

See money talk and these days

Stand in my face, ima spit, shit, piss and jizz how that taste

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

You gon' need a couple stars to get your first victor

Okay then how bout i go mad and say the waord nigger,

Look, by the end of this song

Cum right into a black thong