This is a song about "Screwing your girl"

Cause it's like you're my mirror

Call your girl up and meet her/

Tell your girl to clean my splatter up

I thought it'd get better but

Your girl calls it hockey stick

I'mma let you hang chick

Yeah, that's right, i'll come take your girl,

And he, what's his name, earl

That's why your girl keeps calling

I do the right thing

Your girl i'm fisting so stop your bitching

And my only fear's a wedding ring