This is a song about "Sperm whales"

Cursin' as i'm spurtin' and herded my sperm in her cervix

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

You're wasting space like junk mail and sperm whales,

Helicopters on the set of my sales

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

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

You fuckers hella fat, like whales imma bout to beach you

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

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

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

Suffer is your worth you're ducking sperm tits jiggling

But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow something