This is a song about "Scotch broom"

Take you to my basement, get some scotch tape to wrap ya face with

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

Or maybe its they fault that we ain't holla since june

Go back, reading through your shit rap, you say you jumped the broom

Said i don't got scotch so my bars dont stick

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Got the beat jumping like hop scotch pussy poppin like pop rocks

Superfly, opposite of basic

Shes ridin on my dick like a broom stick

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

Third eye fly away on a broom

Foreign drop top coups, and yachts guzzling straight shots a scotch,

You in the past me and future on the same watch