This is a song about "Crap punchlines"

Pale faced monster, punchlines of a boxer

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

Puts up with mum and dads crap

Better than the last stack of bull crap

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

The real muscle in the message of that

Bet i'm heavy with that

Cause i aint talking crap

I dont have time for that crap

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap