This is a song about "Puss ay"

But i aint got to be like "ay how sick am i?"

Now everybody put your hands up high

Double m-g not to mention we got that

And they didn't realize till we grad jew ay tad

Sub-woofer bass boosted ay stay lucid

This pair of sixes is paranormal that rare shit

Unshaven puss makes my penis blow

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

I walk the streets lookin' for some puss to fetch me

Never agree with that message

"ay yo what the fuck's wrong wit u bitch?

Ay you. watch out for my lyrical punch

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

Slammin that puss makes my weiner grow

My new flow bought hublots below zero