This is a song about "Such jokes"

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Lucky its such a good treat

Take you home, let you sleep in my clothes

Aha you got so many jokes

Left my member's card and now this shit gon have an extra charge

You can call me a faggot and make jokes bout my crotch,

Now you speaking my language

Knowing way to much like such

I maybe funny but i'm always taking money, plus i ain't throwing jokes,

Blind as blood flows out of your body untill you froze in your soaked clothes,

A mansion with marble floors, and security codes

Of sheer genius, smoke and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

So before i go, you should harvest food

Taking out such a pivotal group