This is a song about "Criminal record"

I rape verses and fuck rap from behind, but i'm no criminal,

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Now let's go toward your record

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Reaches to set a record

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Cause i'm a sexual criminal,

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

Check my criminal record, i'll pull out my fencing sword

And i'mma be honest she's the fliest here

To give him a big record deal,

I aint going to try to play criminal

Aren't you somethin', an original

Criminal paving these streets

All that ass in your jeans