This is a song about "Boot strap"

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

So i put my motha-fuckin' boot up yo ass!

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Me and bro came out with the truth, dad didn't give him the boot?

I aint scared to pull a strap

The third one is mixed, white and black

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

I lay awake and strap myself in the bed

Rolling with the dopest hoes and they don't know i rap

You are crap can't rap keep strap take a nap fake crap...

And had not written one salvageable line to boot.

All my niggas get together to gather loot

My choppa strap too long

You just gotta be strong

Strap the bomb to my chest

Never ever pay rent