This is a song about "Smoking jet fuel"

Get dennis hopper wasted, hop a jet and get born.

I'm the doctor you my nurse in a uniform

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

In a collision, i see their ambition

When you give me some fuel its what you'll be killed with

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

When i stood with her all night despite being jet lagged

I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then i jet

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Like a jet pilot, professional soccer player, a cop....

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

Lady at the frank stand will

Just kids with hella fuel