This is a song about "Reproductive organs"

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

So i can hear the spikes enter his organs 'n' intestines

Kids on there's nothing there while my major organs play like instruments

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Sowed it up and replaced the organs back through its mouth.

Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Now at least, im feedin myself with your organs

Take a walk, draw your feet and see your core organs bleed

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

Sowed it up and replaced the organs back through its mouth.