This is a song about "Whorehouse and bride"

Grab the scissors and saws and

I fear no opponent

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

Lust will have you slipping

And i'm dizzy and spinning

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

Social conditioning and

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Mix my guiness with a dr. pepper

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

With these macs i've got a bad habit

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Living young and wild and free

And last but not least please don't tell no one

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron