This is a song about "There they go"

Boy, your a child's toy, go make a human centipede there.

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

Bricks in there pockets cuz they run like pigs, the other team should shut there

And if i do go you better come through

That's why roses are red and there go you.

Cant escape, so they go

And she gives them a blow

They let me put it in there butts

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Snitches here don't got no heart

They say i go to hard

Go over there right next to that empty beer

Or who f*ckin' on who, need a pap smear

They scream your name, go insane

Searching for fortune and fame