This is a song about "Stuffed aninals"

To mash those difficult

Yeah that tiny screen can get stuffed,

Yeah that tiny screen can get stuffed,

It's late and you stuck in my basement

Because i never think better of a stuffed trunk in this endeavor, it's evidently not too clever

When slick rick was spittin la-di-da-digaming the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties, i remember

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

After i stuffed you with ammunition.

My life is stuffed with drama, arguements and screaming

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

But nah, he is quite different

That the tiny screen can get stuffed,

That the tiny screen can get stuffed,

Knees dug deep into the pavement