This is a song about "A pony"

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

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Spit a poem or a diss

You ain't working hard as this

Its gonna be a a test

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Your a horse without a saddle

This bag is from seattle

Its a challenge breaking a habit

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

All of a sudden i feel a pang a

Time to climb her, climb behind vagina

Now all i want is more my little pony toys to play wit

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

So when ya see me nigga

A store that dosen't get a