This is a song about "Bong rips while fucking whores"

Metronome, chilling with better whores

I love women, air max's and liquor stores

My sim card's the bomb

The weed into the bong

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

I like to spit hits while i take dickpics and mimic my fucking critics

I don't care how old she is, i'm cool with fucking old whores

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Were fucking alligators, there just traitors while were innovators

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

So i went down south but i ended up north

Moving houses for supposed whores

I fucking hate you, listen to my rap while i rape you

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Fucking these whores that want me to stay off