This is a song about "Fucking girls"

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

Cassidy your different from other girls

Girls come form a queue and show me all your fucking breasts

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Talking of the gods you serve

We should appreciate the girls

Now that girls over me

But am i less holy

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

A lot of girls pussies cause he's fucking malcolm sex

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

All the girls wanna have sex

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion