This is a song about "Silk worms"

The day before is better than the present

Out worms, out wards to where my head lay at rest,

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Terms, crushing worms, my burning heart yearns/

If your man want to bet

The ear worms in my head,

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Afterwards return him to the dirt where the worms shit

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

Afterwards return him to the dirt with the worms inside the pit

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

I ain't that smooth ass nigga with them rhymes that flow like silk.

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Mud, worms, rats, hmm thats why your dinner's cheap!!

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

They snatch up worms and feed them to their spurts,