This is a song about "Calfs"

Some die while gripping the gats they have

Cuff rolled up to my calf

So vain he has no shame in zany whack fans,

We laze on the grass like cows and calfs (calves),

I know yáll criticize, the shit is lies, in all those quoted words,

You won't show shot calf is clean bet me, stood shit in some sperms