This is a song about "Senses"

Catch me rolling with kelly or at the hilton with paris

I dilly dally when in this- n' still i batter your senses

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

No? well i can, even though my senses are failing me

Carl agreeing to battle? he must of lost all fucking senses

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

6 is only half senses, and i'm waiting on my race to send ships

We were all stupid and outta our senses

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

Chorus 2: i've finally came to my senses all over again,

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Imaginary senses manifest in your motion.

Mama told me it'd be days like this

The act thrills all of my senses