This is a song about "Tiling a hallway"

With brain splattered all over the hallway

Foreplay rewardin' her on her long day

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

Cause you love me, call me daddy

I'm a grade a o g

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

For every time they see you in the hallway and they slap your palm,

Like any girl walking down your hallway hearing smack smack.

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag