This is a song about "Sperm"

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

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

I have a dick like a cannon and sperm like a cannonball

Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section

With every touch, your sperm hits ejection

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

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

Cause instead of being that wasteful sperm

So in layman’s terms my words burn

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

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Fucking your thoughts with a sperm filled tentacle

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