This is a song about "Ducks and grapes and a feminist"

Feeling like shawn carter before the diamond

High as fuck high as ducks lit the hash and passed a blunt

But, all you biitches look like ducks

But most times darling the sequel sucks

You fine as two grapes gettin' stomped out by a giant cask

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Scoring goals through your legs, like those anaheim ducks

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Where you welcome to problems

Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

I'll manhandle these fucks / the rhino almost damn trampled these ducks

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

A pussy and a crotch, rapper and astronaut!

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block