This is a song about "Alice is a prozzy"

Human expression is a human right

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

This is just a few bars

Hutch is a mixture, like a white nigger,

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Is when a person has a artistic skill

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

Thinking my life is a crime

She said i'm ready to fuck

Her love is like a drug

You can disown him or stone him

Yo flow is a virgin

I'm going off the top of the brain

Bitch this is not a game