This is a song about "Boobs and vaginas"

Where the black girls get their weaves back

And like to boast and brag

I say what my mind speak

And stop playing hide and seek,

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Still got my nike boots

You aint strapped like saggy boobs

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Oh you're a guy oops!still like your man boobs this is a rap with no hooks its like/

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Mix my guiness with a dr. pepper

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual