This is a song about "Fucking a horse"

The streets with my voice, the horse is a rolls royce,

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

'cause i'm comin' at you like a dark horse

I am a fucking wacko

Hit the club she drop it low

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

At first i thought i was a knight on a stallion horse

Other cops looking' at me like a dark horse

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Go to your little horse tell girls they need a saddle

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

'cause i'm comin' at you like a dark horse

And of course, my car's off course

A fucking psychedelic arcade

Now a nigga got baking to bake