This is a song about "Cowboy bebop"

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

Yeah, you feelin' me, more than a hot bop in a wet dream you wish was reality.

Yea i have a career stretching and its like a rubber band

Why we call them hoes bitchesand maybe this might help you understand

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Some guitar lessons later formed my own band

Our songs makes heads pop, an nans ganster bop, limp walking round like they just got shot,

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

Fuck ur wack bars u weak version of a mean person

And all women who had light features, see

Your hands are shaky, my dance is lazy

And me im trynna dance with one

I hit your block and we can box for fun

Speakers loud; heavy base, pants sagged pass my waist

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste