This is a song about "An x"

Convertibles with turbo jets

I be going hard bitch (x4)

Bitch don't kill my vibe (x2)

I'm on deck i'm up next

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Quit your whining, bring it up with donald x.

I'm done with y'all, i'll take this shit for powerless like malcolm x,

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

And everybody's having sex

Plastered like a platypus x3

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Plastered like a platypus x3

Ur flow is floppy 'n' choppy like you popped a molly or x

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

They some kanye biters, i'm a cayun pepper

Don't need an x to mark it, know where i put my treasure