This is a song about "Fucking steer right in the pussy"

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Pussy...the orphanage is right next to the abortion clinic,

I'm right in the mind state

Talk sharp like a razor blade

That's fucking right i thought so.

Ran outside to see the big show

If it makes that pussy look me in the eyes

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

I float in the pussy like my dick is a yacht uh

Make her surrender &reconsider real nigga

I don't have pussy on my lap, or bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on.

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon