This is a song about "Rub"

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

I put these poems all in these songs

I'm longer than em: i ain't talking no rockin republic

May day, comeback it has been this way rub my back, then let me lay, fuck

The role so if you rub my back

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

I rub her pussy and she sucks my d it feels so good i wanna marry this bitch,

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

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

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

We could rub together, and make friction

Rub out faces and leave no traces

Here i go again, searching for love

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

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