couple of song ideas

these guys (and i won't do give them the honor of naming them by their birth names) with their I'm on a boat video have taken to the internet with there rather simple ideas for songs and have literally taken the nation by storm in the figurative sense. well i for one am appalled with our inability to match these so called song makers with a sort of tupac-biggie rivalry. lets be honest this blog has the potential to literally take the nation by storm in the figurative sense if only we gave it the chance to dance. if only we could take this blog by our very hands, remove its pants, and expose its junk to all those naysayers. it would shock the nation in every sense of the word nation. and it begins with the ideas that follow. never before have such ideas graced the realm of written word, only have they floated in the consciousness of one rather simple cousin of a chimpanzee ready to be expounded upon by his very own brother. in the realm of thoughts have these words been plucked, brewed by a web of beliefs, a set of personal dispositions, and a slight mix of the chemical properly known as 'liquid confidence'. these words that will follow will no doubt be expounded upon by the fellow member of this blog, and within the universe of his experience will be molded and adapted into the most profound and life shattering result that forever the words when seen in paper will most likely be viewed with the aid of sun glasses. what follows is my ideas for the first three songs of our album:

song one: a song glorify those overlooked bits of money: QUARTERS AND SHIT.
general flow of song:
Big coins, Quarters and Shit
We got nickles and dimes, enough to buy a twix (shiiiiit)

song two: a song about dry humping
general flow of song:
this song need a beatohven like background...its a ballet to dry humping
don't know the words yet but this is a big song for the album lets at least admit that

song three:
this is a song hard to explain but i already thought of the beat and the music video so you gotta trust me with it

chorus:
Why you gotta be a fuckin pussy like dat
Ima smash in the face wid a baseball bat
Got a fresh pair a nikes and the yankees on my cap
Want you bust out your titties and put that milk on tap