This is a song about "Dick s"

Bad, just like an 80's car

Baby, you know who you are

The outline which you n****s out dated

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Still listen to big

Fuck em up with my dick

It's the way we've adapted, though fuck it i made it happen

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!