This is a song about "Condoms"

Condoms, or any sort of protection

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Ahh found a few condoms in your laundry and you told me you kept it for a friend

Probably banging in your sister with my children swimming in her system

Used condoms, got a closed door, titanium foursome cause i was tired boredom,

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

You can't afford to buy her condoms? or pitch and stake a tent,

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Spitting fire without condoms the in pop filter

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

You threatened to use a box of condoms on my mother,