This is a song about "A pimp named sklick back"

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

Call me stick the man of a million eyes i'ma pimp

Maybe i'll have a wife, and a beautiful boy named brady/

But i'm more scared of weddings than a funeral lately

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Pimp south, yup, “it takes a nation” of sluts

Hot like spain, run by a guy named satan

Hard to move on when you always regret one

I used to roll with hoes like you, but i wasn't a pimp then.

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

Thought he was a gangster and a pimp to the prostitutes,

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules