This is a song about "Want this"

Bitch screaming i want this cream-pie tease,

I'm everything that they call nice

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Than this scuffle you want to have with my mother.

Highest form of affection, physical connection

This place makes me want to put a razor to my skin,

Don't talk through this rap, i want peaceful silence

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Trick trick got them passes

I dont want you to miss this

Didn't want you to mistake me that's y i wrote this song

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

Take your time when you’re with me baby

This is all that i want you to see,

Unless you want me to take this bar to your face?

The marathon of this game always changes in pace