This is a song about "Banging hookers"

Banging on the back door,

Or something that you paid for

I'm going insane cos i banging and boning your bitch again

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

People in the ghetto are banging, and steady knocking domes,

They are not confident when im talking

Boring, trying to write, banging my head, snoring

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

See me in the streets, i be banging with my beats

But gang banging was an absolute calamity

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

I probably body you on instagram banging and bluffing