This is a song about "Smelly dicks"

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

Do i bring discomfert to you're upper middle class starbucks dicks

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Would have to work on his curls at the gym, his cat too smelly

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

I'm famished, i didn't plan this, this rap hit was manic, but it'll take ten dicks

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Of that funky, chunky, smelly green shit.

Either ur a masochist or love being packed with dicks

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Then i stabbed in their dicks

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

And the v12, that's on various trips

Then you gobble teams of dicks

But we know all the same people so we got to speak

#smelly to the #feet, #fleet, #fighting to #defeat