This is a song about "Bitches and niggas and weed and pimps and ass and twerking and dick"

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

Flyer them the rest i told you i'm ish

Driving my car to a foreign place

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage

My dick romaine lettuce and yours some stank ass cabbage

He grew up watching pimps, thieves, dealers, and prostitutes,

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Bed and my dick in yo girls ass

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Than i drop the fucker and leave you broke ass bitches,

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Aight so yall niggas gonna talk about pussy, bitches, and gays