This is a song about "Sewer"

Keep the digital ruler at arm's length of the ruger

If we talk your lines, well they stink more than a sewer.

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell

Sewer hell, skewered well... flow wet, screw a well

Sewer hell, skewered well... flow wet, screw a well

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

I know im a wack rapper, whos rhymes are straight out the sewer,

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her