This is a song about "Foking pricks"

Not going to be jerked around be those fucking pricks

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Lil nigger- you think pricks like a gold digger you're told

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Kids growing up to be little pricks

She likes the way it hits her lips

Cocky pricks and apologies obviously don't bother him,

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination

I can't stand battling illiterate silly pricks

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

You tricks and strictly pricks would like a lick, so just kiss a dick,

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Sickin' you strictly picky pricks, subliminal menace,

My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn

The influences sticks like those needle pricks and squirm,