This is a song about "Abbot"

And i squeezed da john, even if da law watchin.

Like a virgin, cherry faggot, we could get it popping

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

Gripping my balls screaming out fuck the law

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

King of the va, off of those toxins.

Got me rushed to the station

Of instant elation

Of potential cases

Pocket racked up all big faces

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

We're sick of law enforcement and all the cases they beat,

Of which im not exactly proud of,

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Take her back to where i live

Of the book of your life