This is a song about "Cheating on girls"

I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking

Wake up sleeping cheating im dreaming constantly competing

Always keepin it real showin my girls how to keep a glock on your block concealed,

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Nigga, got a finger on the trigger, girls,

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

3 billion girls, guess i need to get my groove on

Without ssc i feel misery, girls want to hop on my dick,

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

Top dollars and girls(do you see, if we just stop, we could be on top),

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

Fucking welfare, there cheating the government

Wake up sleeping cheating im dreaming constantly competing

Its easy on tv make them believe what they be seeing