This is a song about "Fucking some prostitute"

Just went back to collegeshe is my dancer, when she dance i throw her dollars

Proper-ly in slanted postures nigga we some mutha fucking monsters

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

Prostitute on the corner say she down for that moose shit

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

If i could, i'd plant some greens over all their fucking riches

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

Aint in this for the money but itd be nice to make some fucking bread

Jacking to some fucking whore whacking on the door

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

Fucking pussies do some research on rugby!

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Then i'm on to the insertion, drink some fucking urine mixed with some bourbon

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done