This is a song about "Twist lobbies"

But the twist in all of this, is, all of my children's,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Twist and spin and slit my wrists until the mortician embalms me

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Let me twist your mind,and fuck it in all directions

Make my world twist and swirl.

Cause mama's just a little girl

Grab the bitch by her hair n twist head like the exorcist

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

Now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest

Its the kind of feeling that makes your gut twist

Enter a mist, twist, barrel role and all that shit.

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that