This is a song about "Tub of a lard"

Beautiful are thou, africa

I'm the bastard son of a

Something like rihanna while i’m up in that vagina

Turns on some cold water and blocks it, she layed in the tub with the

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

Spittin filthy rhymes shit might need a bath tub

Or just a fat ass lard

Know give me a head start

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

I once contemplated suicide, and woulda tried

A plate full of death with a side of fluoride