This is a song about "Blackjack and hookers"

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Fuck hookers man i get ass for free, panties drop as soon as i crash the scene

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

And get it again and again

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

It's peaceful with dead hookers in brothels

Everyday a star is born

And once i'm dead and gone

Grab the scissors and saws and

So dunn stay silent