This is a song about "Disregarding males and getting mon"

I ain't being bootsycrusin' in a six-o impala

Getting hype to nirvana drinking guava and java,

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

And the rhythm itself just keeps getting slower and slower.

Getting you sprung and merry

Now don’t it sound legendary

Dad and mom are getting a divorce

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

"holy shit wow look at them gigantic racks my mon!"

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say

Getting high today and feel like i wanna fly away

And getting songs signed by minors

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Young black males targeted by alarming arrest rates,

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains