This is a song about "Fucking prostitute"

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

Told me i was going to grow up to be a prostitute standing

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

Its should be a fucking crime

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

Prostitute on the corner say she down for that moose shit

But i ain't listening

Dry land , but its my fucking

From the sky , u study in fucking

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

And she fucking me cuz im a fucking g

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Fucking painting picture

Took the van, went snatch her

She said it really dont matter if its real though

Time fucking froze, death is just another fucking foe