This is a song about "William howard taft"

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

My bitch is great, had a dinner date with william gates

Man i've reached heights dwight howard couldn't reach nigga

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Dont ask me howard ill smack dwight of ya lips

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

That whiskey sour, taste like rick howard/

Just woke up and screamed, fuck the world

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

See, william lynch had a master plan,

No freemason if you an athiest like william bateson

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done