This is a song about "The nazi party"

My slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey

I’m at the party sipping on bacardi

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

Titties, ass, hands in the air, it's a party over here

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

I stumble from the party and i'm largely seeing double

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Its a party in the clouds don't need an invitation

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Toast, toast to the party!

Toast, toast to the party!

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

Than her dad cries and says fine, and we go in the back for the after party,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I drive that all around

Keep the party turned round