This is a song about "Dads a horse"

Go to your little horse tell girls they need a saddle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

My dick hung like a horse

Kirko paint her walls

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Beat illmatic? fine, pace on tracks like a racing horse,

Speakin freelyconversatin with my comrades

We're filled with low-income toothless moms, nascar dads,

Mom's stressed from two dads, putting more crap on her laps

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Especially with stomach growls, absent dads, thunder pounds,

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Especially when i gotta fridge full of vodka cause my dads a drunk at least he

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

At first i thought i was a knight on a stallion horse

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors