Sometimes boys and girls make poor choices with their genitals. It happens to the best of us. When most of us have a random fit of poorly thought out lust with a lunatic, the crazy-person talks a whole lot of smack about the sane person that dissed them… for instance “his dick is like a pencil made for midgets” or “she smelled like 14 day old rotting sushi”. It is times like these that I think we all wish we could do a song like this as an ode to the insanity lurking within some crazy ho’s head that we regrettably got naked with once:
Travis note: This is a much better song than the first single (which sounded like fat people fucking)–but doesn’t he seem a little obsessed too? Regular people can’t handle getting rich. This explains why Em got surgery to make his face look more like Zac Efron’s.
