This is a song about "Smells like teens spirit"

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

To bring devilish destruction upon a customers spirit

Give the bomb the spirit so i can spirit

You feeling when you be drillin' that shit

Jump off... hoping, i'm hoping

And it smells like burger king.

Can barely walk the city streets

Yea hears to the fucked up teens

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

Drug-induced teens hear killing and go renegade,

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

I will crush this timid misfit with my lifted spirit

If you can't look up at yourself

My shit so dank it smells

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

The legs for treks of odysseys oddly gleams bright as molly teens