This is a song about "A sad handjob"

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

A boxed dove, rather lost, so sad cause

Yeah, the sex in the sack

You are lookin a little sad,

Im not sad or blue im fucking black and red dude rip a rapper up like old news

Im new to, working this perfect, my version of wordings occurring in few spews

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Look at this sad bitch with wack shit rappin' like this a fast win

It's a sad life, that the others control,

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

Just a sad little man tryin to fill a giant's cup

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

And i find that sad that your part of a crew

You're my reflection and all i see is you

One day i was feeling a bit sad,

I know what you do with that