This is a song about "Fucking pussies"

Visions, dreams of passion

And pussies i'm still slappin'

Got the flow that make you pussies hate, second date, i inflate

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

These pussies are pushing it, ‘bout to cross to the line.

In that aston martin on these niggas, game time

To run and hide, now your pussies fried

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

On fire, grind her ashes, shoved up pussies like gyno practice

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Fucking pussies do some research on rugby!

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Im so intensive my flow inventive ill leave you pussies soar like birthin an elephant