This is a song about "Shape of you ed sheen"

Rap is out of shape, so i just wanna taper

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Chucky sheen is insane

I got that goodman game

Being puppeteer-ed putting aside my common sense

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

The shape of your body is a perfect work of art,

Well in that case, brother, then love her hard

Itself in every form and shape and way,

Board of administration, yeah we here to stay

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

With the rest of my brain that gave once they made out the shape

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Sedation comes before creation of that crazy blackened sheen

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Put me into this tip top, shape,