This is a song about "Dab whip quan"

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

Before i hit you with my abyssal vine whip

I'll whip the ak out as a ride in the night yeh,

It involves a mighty deity, by the n. n.name, yahweh.

My whip gets any iller i swear that i'll get car sick

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

Wait, now it's about eight something

Your whip so cold – this old thing?

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

- with navy seals clips and some shovels in the whip

Iced rims, custom ish, sounding like a fatter whip

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Mayonaise colored car, that shit's a miracle whip

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship