This is a song about "Pushing"

I ignore the calls for blasphamy, pushing on my corrupted qi.

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

And everybody's having sex

Constantly pushing us comes with an expense

It ain't where i been

But imma keep on pushing

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

One for my well being, the other pushing me to the brink.

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

This lady's pushing eighty, you're driving like a beginner

They'd probably find me in the woods hanging from a rope

But i kept pushing and continued to my careers rising slope

As we keep pushing on,

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Ill keep on pushing it like im a corvette

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck