This is a song about "Skinny imbeciles"

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

I will fuck a fool up i dont care if im skinny

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

And he, what's his name, earl

Just a skinny white girl,

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

I cant stress it enough to you imbeciles

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

You bunch of homos so you on that girly skinny jeans, but i don't dig it

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat.

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

She picks me up when i fall, skinny as a toothpick

Listening to aston martin music music

She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig