This is a song about "A girl rapping for a guy named sydney"

By a crackhead named june

Won't run out anytime soon

Rapping with a passion for smashing competing factions

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Quarters, dimes, nickles and a hottie named penny

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Learned to hustle from a guy named mel

Imitated out-of-toners wasn't going well

Im that influential product you buy i have everything a girl wants in a guy

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Pessimistic we are, carry odds like luggage

Im a nice guy with a spice of hate just for lunch

Plus big truckin too it's nothing

Use yo girl for a one night fling