This is a song about "Buffalo"

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Slaying niggas in they sleep, buffalo bill

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

Leave em waitin like buffalo bill, but no basket

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

But for real, i'm in the the ocean, antipodal from buffalo

'buffalo bill' stepping in, time to perfect things off

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

No sixteen, no vaccine, i'm so sick my ten bars cough

'buffalo bill' stepping in, time to perfect things off

Silenced the lambs and made buffalo bill put on the lotion,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin