This is a song about "Ric taylor"

My brain, oh so trippy satans game. fuckin taylor swift an everythings

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

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Spanglish, taylor, jamie, my ranking and yugioh trading cards

I guess i'd even settle for just taylor

I was sitting on the couch reading yellow paper

I jam all music from pearl jam, taylor swift, tupac and grateful dead

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Thinking he can lyrically wrassle with me my ric flair

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

Brandun deshay, hodgy beats, ace the creator

Woah, just say yeah like yous a mufuckin taylor

I care less bout ur life time story "taylor swift ima let you finish"

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

They forgot who they fucking with taylor dalton and his mom are gonna get delt wit