This is a song about "Twerking on a vagina"

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

You can use your balls and fuse it into a vagina.

I try to tell them i'm one of the

That pisses on a sofa.

Standing on a plateau smoking indigo

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow

And vanish all this twerking crap thats poisoning they minds

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

If he keep going, pass the torch to him

On a search for inspiration

Im on a paper chase

Baby got that super bass