This is a song about "Compliment the customer"

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

You should take that as advice, you should pay me a compliment,

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

But yes i know dude, thanks for the compliment

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Knife in my pocket to compliment the glocks..time's up bitch..stop the clocks

The bigger the the fun

Two reflections into one

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

Opposite of a compliment new age metropolis

So a nigga hungry as a plastic hippopotamus