This is a song about "Dick til"

Til then i remain nameless

Trying to get back to this thing called love

'til i’m on every samsung

When they here today what you say to them

What's that? you want this dick?

I bet you hear that white music

Drug dealers til this day,

To throw it all away

From sucking too much dick

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

Preaching and spitting til i'm broke in pieces/

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Mckoo, why you be sucking dick

So drop the slam and let's get sick

Mothafuckin' difficult, ch-yeah, til then

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them