This is a song about "Big blacks dicks"

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Street corners sucking dicks,

Woah there, woah there

Turtle dicks comb my hair

Talkin' about hangin' peeps, and killin' blacks.

Slang from dust to dawn, detectives act like they maniacs

What you do ain't even called sucking each other's dicks

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

That sits on peoples dicks

Two times, cause a youngin ain't died

And all the mistreated blacks will reunite.

The best in my position, i’m passionate with lyrics

Either ur a masochist or love being packed with dicks

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

Blacks, whites, and puerto rocs, poor or not,