This is a song about "This ring of joystick verse where miku gets her big rebel try on"

You little young-ass motherfuckers

From the stars down to where this next verse bursts.

I held her hands, her tilted stance, and her dyed strands of rebel hair,

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

I wanna real life big booty hoe, so i can have her strip and put on a show,

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

Somebody ring the church bells for da man wit no ring on

As: and while you’re in my mother

Sucka, i let the whole rebel gang fuck her

Make room for the groom married to his music

I would pinky swear but my pinky ring too big

From the first verse it just gets worse/

And you are not around like black fathers