This is a song about "A dancer"

I’m a hustla, baby

I'm a grade a o g

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

Its a challenge breaking a habit

Run for cover and return fire

Like a baby without a diaper

Your a horse without a saddle

She caught up in my love triangle

Trip, and then you never snitch

Hit a bitch, gain a stitch

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

She all that i can handle

Your a show without a channel