This is a song about "Fur trade canada"

Her pussy my dick sounds like a trade to me,

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

But i do quite well with all the bait

As the words invade and we all wanna trade

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

They trade semen as their holes fill up by the liter

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

He's weird and got lice stuck up his fur

See the state line? pack, grab that pass and drive up to canada/

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

And if money wasnt there love could always be that one fair trade to share

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Comin' straight from canada, justine bieber,

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

This is my sixth crusade, handing out hand grenades on every single slave trade,