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

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

Fuck that anderson leg used to be a pimp till that bitch went limp

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

Learned to hustle from a guy named mel

Quarters, dimes, nickles and a hottie named penny

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Who's the dude named nxt? that's a name that i've never heard

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

By a crackhead named june

I need a little room

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

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

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

I'm more like a symbo, but i ain't needta pimp hoes/

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

Break himand let him see tha face of a mental patient