This is a song about "Tim can t grill"

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Rails n nails in the air, slow mo, like snails & tim dale's speech impediment.

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Original can grill a steak that'll get the panties dropping,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

They say tvd can´t rap but they are handicapped,

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Chillin' with homies and family

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t