This is a song about "Fuckin my stepmom"

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red

Maybe it's because my friends are fuckin' spineless snakes,

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

Don't fuckin' tell me i'm wasting my time

My rhymes eat up your lines like a fuckin pop tart

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

Did i fuckin mention my mansion's intense and

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

Meanwhile you can stroke my fuckin' belly nigga,

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Small time ain't got nothin on my fuckin cashflow

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

My fuckin house was haunted so i haunted it back

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack