This is a song about "Blow job from your grandma"

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

You blow away from zephyr, i create category five weather,

With one gentle blow of wind from your mouth

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

Sunrise, black blow job while their hiking.

Cause right now i got my little boy crying

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

If thats your job, call me the saboteur.

That'll make ya blow your load

Impeccable give it my note

Quit your job call your boss a slob who needs a wash

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Get you ready for your new job

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

Hope it doesn’t blow your mind enough to knockout yourself

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears