This is a song about "Borderlands the pre sequal"

How you niggas pimpin if you spendin on vagina

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

But yo still held back in the pre-school, so your crappin nursery rhymes

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

See i dont need a rap thats pre

We just went there

The trigger or the chair

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Talking of the gods you serve

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

I surely don't, so get off your high horse before you get impaled and feel the wrath of my worst

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her