This is a song about "Scott laboosh s monster dick"

When i'm blown i can work proper

Everyone thinks im a heartless monster

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Scott, but ya better not forget it

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

A shocker that double entendre was something monster

Bending those monster, making them grab their knees

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

Her pussy so wide my monster dick never even got stuck

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Me and darren scott, we're rapping about our exes.

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

Hell, probably be scott-free, doubt i'd be duly caught

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block