This is a song about "Cleaning lady"

You know i love that pussy just like your cat lady grandma

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

Cleaning em up with a mop./

Woooh, race my niggas, and i bet you never pass me like a free safety

Compton burn swishers and watchem get lower than the tits on my old lady

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

I once fucked a #woman and that lady was a #wonder.

With handfuls of razor blades i'm cleaning you with mace

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Ain't no haters to write about, just a cramped up closet that needs cleaning out.

Im cleaning up these haters like my jobs to hold a mop

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

My rapping made you soil

I'm after lady boyle