This is a song about "Enter with the golden wonder polo to make your mouth water"

Waiting for the reaper to enter our realm

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

I used to wonder why in the hell you would make me suffer

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Watch your mouth if you wanna make it near top

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Orts ill deep throat your mum with a polo and make it taste menthol

To the words commin goutta that bitches mouth

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

So let me tell you about this guy

With your mouth open ain't i

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

I see the addict, the alcoholic with golden flask out cold,

Toss your daughter in the water like a lamb to the slaughter,

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for