This is a song about "Thrust vectoring"

By slinky the robust", evil is dusk, puncture 'n' rupture you with powerful thrust.

Long as i have my p and my 3 meals, smoke the thc, roll mean blunts as big as king kongs wifes cunt

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

One swift thrust i'm ready to die, i'm too tall to hang...what the fuck..

I vent my anger and frustrations and thrust them on this page/

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage