This is a song about "Being a firme pimp"

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

To become a pimp, no drugs or tobacco

Once i get a job imma pimp my bong

Angle these beats like a pentagon

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

I'm more like a symbo, but i ain't needta pimp hoes/

Too afraid of being a loser

And i ain't frontin for her

Cause i'll kill if i find out you're watching some other movies, bitch

I'm like a fuckin pimp, get em stood on corners getting rich//

Being swallowed in a vac whole

Let's put it on cruise control

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

Fuck that anderson leg used to be a pimp till that bitch went limp