This is a song about "Shut eyes"

A twenty somethin cup

While her fucking mouth's taped shut

Fresh ass mike's, my rollie on ice

And smile at each other's eyes

Shut your face before this vase is glass

And i got that drive and she just might crash

Bad rap, cuties claim

Shut your mouth, call you bane

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

Do your self useful and give up keep your mouth shut

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Nothing will stop us when we are locked shut.

Shut up sluts! and ride on my skateboard!

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

They like talking, its like gossip

Keep your doors locked and your windows shut