This is a song about "Pussy highway"

This coupe-i'm... in, highway about a buck fifty

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

Surf the information highway in the leftmost lane

My pussy is a pistol

The world is so typical

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right

I'm on the highway to hell but i can't catch a ride,

I think you're a pussy

No it ain't easy

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

So i crawled to the highway of life and took another route.

Until i started to lose my way

Movin' pussy like a freeway

Kitty cornered now you're hissing pussy

It's a chordaroy life that i'm living hazy