This is a song about "Booty sex crime vilonce"

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Dick out, cake in mouth, sex sex sex, check her eyes, yup their red,

Their mind repeating the disrupting crime,

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

And i didn't just want to grip on your booty

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

You better get yours fore i reach mine

Its should be a fucking crime

And we havin' rough sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Promise me you won't step out of line

Because your committing a rap crime.

Hit me up for a booty call.

Mirror mirror on the wall