This is a song about "Denied orgasm"

George bush denied it, now look at the problem you've created

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Unless you're ready for a boring ass time and you're an orgasm faker.

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Un-denied respect, so i stride to perfect every line i connect

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

Im a lyrical miracle there them 2 words just denied your whole verse,

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

The government will always lie in there dna you'll find truths denied

Reading texts wanting draws which i never denied

I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody

Lined up and denied me pleasantry,