This is a song about "Widow"

No more struggling like a widow

Mmg chain, lookin' like a light show

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Stitches in you. my phocus is to put you threw the window make another widow

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

My dads deadpool and my mom black widow

Liberace, john gotti, at the same damn time

Gonna bone that widow and make that widow mine

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Dream weaver smoking that white widow out my bedroom window

Smokin' white widow like the web to a spider,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Two grams in the chamber sure to make a widow weep,

We have so much in common, starting at the feet