This is a song about "William howard taft"

See, william lynch had a master plan,

We on a world tour, wale your man

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

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

That whiskey sour, taste like rick howard/

And i been all around the world

Dont ask me howard ill smack dwight of ya lips

My city's culture to the game now in existence

But i just wanna know if i speak could you listen

No freemason if you an athiest like william bateson

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

They infiltrate our homes, africa