This is a song about "The ping pong"

Then i discovered rap-ping

Bun b, i’m underground king

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Master at beer pong coming from hong kong

Out i and i use them for ping pong this is raps theme song

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

Then they saw my computer screen, their eyes fixed on my ping.

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

Sing song,ping pong,king kong,bing bong dong dong,

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb