This is a song about "Twig"

Crush you like a twig, dash any cunt for a cig, im sick, im fucked up, seen

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Selfish absurd dimwitted unlit nitwit twisted twig stick end fiction