This is a song about "400 pound prostitute and some robitussin"

Cause i've found, you pound people like me to get some love/

Well, you fucking up, and truthfully i had enough

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

I'm bout to vick em and then take em to my dog pound

I'm going 400 to 3000 they're my favorites, and not those knock off phillips

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Prostitute on the corner say she down for that moose shit

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

Lift 'em up and down like eight hundred thousand pound packs

Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise...

Simply out of this world by choice

Don't be afraid, it's just a kiss

I lay my raps down pound for pound on this

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

They put my name on fuckin platinum, gold is pound for pound.