This is a song about "Your dad s clit"

I spit rhymes so profound it make your clit drip

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Have your dad and fuckin gramps, catch a mutherfuckin cramp

But the plan is to show you that i understand

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Running to your mom she's be wishing your dad had a vasectomy

My rap fucked you harder than when your dad fucks you in the ass.

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

You need to make sure you become something not nothing like your dad,

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

I'll take your ass back to the 80's, dawg, 'cuz even back then,