[Verse 1] Eating on an Adderall, wash it down with alcohol Writing holy mackerel, actual or factual Out for the capital, matador ya capsules Ha**le the b**h in a castle with the ill grapples Tackled her a**hole, my dick was like a la**o f**ed her in her mouth she washed it down with Tabasco [Verse 2] You softer than Flanders' son Don't make me put hands on son Jump n***as like f** one on one Used to be locked up watching One on One Young Kyla Pratt was looking thick, n***a wanted some But soon as I got out white b**hes by the tons [Verse 3] I f** bad b**hes to Stacy Lattisaw While you n***as got blue balls like a Avatar Eating caviar in El Salvador She running from my dick like it's a bull and she the matador She a pregnant labrador Said my metaphors are the highest caliber [Verse 4] I spit hard, you Hallmark card poets So many lines, you can bar code it She like to lick it on the head then slow stroke it Ocean in her panties and I'm 'bout to float through it Rewind this and just smoke to it