This is a song about "Tim can t grill"

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

This is for the magic grill where noodle dreams are made

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

The one who can´t even show a real smile

We can talk things over a little a while

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

Accidents happen when i got the mac in hand

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