This is a song about "Try hard ninja"

How beautiful are thou, africa

Im laid back like a retired ninja

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

Syringe, an orange, an extension cord, and a ninja sword

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Try hard to apply art to their endeavors

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

So should i call him a try hard for his style and clothes

Slicing up this track like that's shit's sharp as ninja swords,

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

I go hard but like a boner in public i try to hide it

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

But when you get actin' like you do i just try hard not to instigate,

For all the ninja that done to me

Please boo what's your size crazy