This is a song about "Girl ganster rap"

And he, what's his name, earl

You say you love yo girl

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

Our songs makes heads pop, an nans ganster bop, limp walking round like they just got shot,

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Why you gotta toy with my emotions, girl?

Homie you don't have a girl nor a dick plus your rap made me sick

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

You don't have a girl nor a dick plus your rap made me sick

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Girl feels me while you're typing on your rap

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that