This is a song about "Ram and rom"

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

Man it's easy, i'll just slice 'n' ram them

If your mind is on sex you must got esp then

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

She got me caught up in the moment

Grab the scissors and saws and

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

No passion when im fucking ram in your stomach

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And don't ever (and don't ever)

I don’t care where ya are