This is a song about "Sack of baby dicks"

I had dreams, visions of doing things wichu baby,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Pray to whoever got on the biggest of crucifix

So how about a fair round with no riding of the dicks

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

Dicks whipped out of our kecs, watch the crowd retreat and freeze,

Your mom's implanted with the baby of a sadastic demon.

Puttin a bullet in mutherfuckers give me a reason

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I take care of everything like it was my newborn baby

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Ill cut all five dicks of one direction, give'em an erection and hand'em to a random

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

I was the easiest to sack,

[b] better be broadcasting billions of my beats and bops, baby,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree