This is a song about "Turtle soup swoop rock group hula hoop"

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

As i rushed towards the hoop i look

Throw your money in the air

Turtle dicks comb my hair

Taking out such a pivotal group

Got on my suede shoes, i'm in a great mood

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

Get off slut you know the fact of your face look alike turtle

Eat her pussy out like its veggie soup/

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

Burnt the soup, call it asher’s broth

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Joining choir group singing fucking lullaby.

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry