This is a song about "Twerk bitch"

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Shes called the twerk queen, when her ass is flatter than someone turnin thirteen,

You heard knowledge is power

While you serpents twerk, curtains close, sir,

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

And she stripping, go to college

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

But she try to twerk like miley cyrus,

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

Trip, and then you never snitch

I could just twerk about, could play some pool, might move in the direction of christ

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

The concept is so absurd

Please... twerk twerk, let that ass work,

Show ‘em how much they really mean

Gillys on the fucking twerk team