This is a song about "A pony"

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

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

Better yet they work my every nerve

A bunch a singers and sinners

You're a porch, i'm a fortress.

The way she walks and causes a fuss

A boy taken for a goon

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

Like a baby without a diaper

I ain't talkative neither

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

Spit a poem or a diss

So when ya see me nigga

A store that dosen't get a

They gotta point em out baby

I'm a grade a o g