This is a song about "Tic tacs"

Spin back/ swallow a tic-tac/ for the good breath/ fv is back/ but this ain't no hack/

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection

A tic-tac, sittin there lieing on your back, ya, now you know whats up, so

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

Three bad bitches in a row like tic tac toe

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Its no secret that you seek dick, you go and choke on tic tac sized dicks,