This is a song about "Sexual lobster"

They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed

There's tension though, of the sexual kind

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Use your mom's underwear as a bib at red lobster

Wippin out rhymes so sexual bitches yell shit ive been flashed,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Chilling in the valley with sally eating lobster in an alley

Cause i'm a sexual criminal/

Lady at the frank stand will

She really going to her "sexual dealings".

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

We'll cook ya for lunch and serve you at red lobster,

That's words to my mama, since i wasn't a starter

Ideas sexual but the rules not flexible,

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble