This is a song about "Twig"

She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

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

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Selfish absurd dimwitted unlit nitwit twisted twig stick end fiction