This is a song about "You ve been on more weiners than heinz ketchup"

In my drawsring, ring, ring

I love you more than anything

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Cause you can't lift more than a stick

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

I hope that you're finding it better than some kinda redder heinz

You are not something more than me

And my kick game beyond crazy

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

Get played on more than your neighbourhood park

Been over seas more times than the british when

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

I hurt you more than a tinnitus case

Thinking of bliss and the good days

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

You got more chance landing a plane than landing a punch on me