This is a song about "Destiny sucking balls"

From sucking too much dick

I'mma let you hang chick

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

People with no identity, aren't manifesting their destiny

A, b, or c choose your fatal destiny

God mc oh my god you gotta see

With a wind northwesterly whistling my destiny

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick

Quit rapping and go back to sucking dick

'cause i had the strength and balls

Shots, they back and forth

And of course, my car's off course

Sittin on bowling balls

Destiny approaches, above the bar rippin quotas/

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love