This is a song about "Ron jeremy"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I' ll call you jeremy shocky, you might catch a body

For the next thing down your chimney has u between sheets like ron isley

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

How have you never heard of me, i'm rap's ron burgundy,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Peace to ron g, brucey b, kid capri

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

You fags wear #jeremy #scott #wings, fly sneakers on

For fear of what you show them, reality is golden

And he's killin' emcees 'till blood spills like ron goldman,