This is a song about "Rub"

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

"please!! rub that #white #thing on my face", you're the gayest folk

I run and rub my crotch upon an old hobo

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Rub the lamp take three wishes bitch im the genie

I grew up on circuit boys and go-go music

Rub the cream on my dick, ya mama ask for a lick

Petty thoughts could keep your brain down

Rub it when you're downtown

You see the world is scary

Rub on buddha's belly

The role so if you rub my back

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Falls, rub my balls, on your mom’s pink draws

Where would i be without my dogs