This is a song about "Rotten teeth"

Of rotten mold inside your noggins cottage home

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

You alter-boys sucking without two front teeth

Snickering and smacking they gums through false teeth

Cause i disregard the white dress and the perm weave

See i ain't tryna think about no phone bills

Then scratch em out my teeth with toothpicks

At a nigga with a piece and probably loose ya teeth

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

And all my childhood memories

Cleanly slicing your neck with shark teeth

I'm everything that they call nice

Gnaw on your jaw with my shark teeth.

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men