This is a song about "Cumin your pussy"

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Your bars are pussy faggot and dead as fuck

Your such a pussy puked on your first beer

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

The rap game you cherished, cut your pussy and left you airless

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

Whilst i finger ya till your pussy swells, it was swell until it smelled,

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

Cause your pussy like your friends, an you ain't from the projects

Is how much goddamn pussy you can get at your home

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

Is how much goddamn pussy you can get at your home