This is a song about "Wacking it"

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

So is you bout it, i really doubt it, doubt it/

Me and you just need to talk a bit

Couldn't believe it when i heard it

Told you camp lo was my favorite

It makes me sad to see it

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Cause you can live it, live it, live it,

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Twists it, turns it, beats it, burns it, tortures us in silence

I was tryna hit it and quit it

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Beach on the weekend

Kill it, leave it half filled,

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

Ya love it gone admit it