This is a song about "Staple"

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Im lurkin in the shadows waitin for him like a creepy old guy with a staple gun

On they car note to go to the club

I'm staple to this center, like a lay up

Staple ya hands to ya face and make a dyke give you anal

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

So you staple posters of them in your room, they help your way for stroke