This is a song about "Condom"

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

But i always say never forgot the condom

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Bitch backing that ass up, keep a condom for motels

I got a condom and i know how to use it

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

That's like saying one condom fits all different sized dicks.

To survive just like how your dad's condom was

Lebron number nine's, i ain't trynna floss

U betta be ready..cos i aint using no condom

Or a measure of a fortune more awesome

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Your birth certificate is an apology from the condom factory