This is a song about "Cash pimp"

Bring your pen and your weed stash

All bout the game, nothin bout the cash

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

Limp dick tryin not to trip walking and rocking my pimp stick,

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

Thought he was a gangster and a pimp to the prostitutes,

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest

Call me stick the man of a million eyes i'ma pimp

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

Cause the economies hungry for cash

Baby got that super bass

I get it, you got cash,

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

Pimp south, yup, “it takes a nation” of sluts