Fresh Air
When you can pump f*cking O2 and N2
And feel it in your lungs
(Ahhh)
I don´t wanna mess with you
Because you´re in the ground
In the jungle, I´m the king
I know where spiders eat my sperm and
I love being outside
I fill my soul
With vitality and fresh air
Smoke your f*cking pipes
Replace them with my dicks
Suck as deep as you in height
You should throw down with your teens
Once it is my shot
You will be in the ground
And then, hang in my web
My female waits for dinner
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
I love being outside
I fill my soul
With vitality and
I don´t wanna mess with you
Because you´re in the ground
In the jungle, I´m the king
I know where spiders eat my sperm and
Fresh Air