This is a song about "Sperm"

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Suffer is your worth you're ducking sperm tits jiggling

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

I'll put up a fight like sperm squirming to the ovaries

Cause instead of being that wasteful sperm

I killed my manager with an iron

But you will learn, if you don't i'm gonna burn you using my sperm.

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

Sperm made you. so keep talking shit and this knife will fade you.

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Fucking your thoughts with a sperm filled tentacle

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

My sperm on your face like it’s a rainy day

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away