This is a song about "You got a dick the size of a tick tact"

Ran the cracked ensue end tact in you

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

With a staggerin' pack of rhymes in the sack under my dick

Sicker than a tick pest

Is what i quest

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

Eight inch blades and the tick of a grenade

Want a crib / three times the size where i live

O.d. was in the weight room all his life

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

If you dick got 1 employee mine got a whole staff

That ain't a typo look at your size maestro you psycho

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick