This is a song about "Remote administration tool"

But she forgot about the golden rule

I don't take shit from no one, especially not a tool,

My anus is like a tool, such high pressure anal explosion

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school

Fifteen already addicted to nicotine, do i feel cool, no, more like a tool,

Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool

And it’s all good until they go and spray a tool,

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

Put that tool up to his mouth im busting

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

But me and my brother never made it out school

You over there, definition of your standard tool

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

You just another tool in the tool box