@iam_keriia's Review of Two Hands Corn Dogs - Tucson, Arizona

Let me pop off, little club sloppy drunk, come home and get my rocks off Herbitch from the South, he tryna see me knock his socks off Told them bitches meet me at the top, think they got lost I'm gon' go like Riz She thought I would kiss her ass, she must ain't took her meds Shit around my neck, it cost her arm and leg Swear that nigga set for life, I let him get me print I done done it all, feel like shot it low Left it to the pain, but shit is It's not a joke. Say she got a problem. Imaginary smoke.