Contextual Analysis of "jurassic" in Lyrics

believe me. this has been one lousy day

all the dinosaurs are running wild

yeah

you know what i'm sayin'

from original wailers

don't move your dial

launch torpedoes at the ark

when the prey meets the gaze of the hunter

diamonds plastic

how she work that booty

run up if you want i'll let it blow like rambo

make him feel the heat

you don't have that heart

you might not make it

a government racket

gnashing t-rex with covert tactics

that we be the butter clique

end

you add water to bone

now if you like the tone

i'm pullin' strings like a damn guitar

i'm cookin' grits if they askin' for it

start

you don't need it

that proves it's never losin it's touch whattt

and i'm a box full of books in a attic smart

and i feel like a loser i've forgotten how to imagine and pretend

end

and i do this all the time

money is elastic

we could have some dirty fun

dirty dancing

raptor

miazdze tych szmaciorow miekkich jak maslo

start

i'm in a hardspot

south side

my mouth wide and i'm 'bout to blast it

previously to this i had no adventure

now what would you do?