This is a song about "Girls love men not boys"

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed

So narrow brained get wise boys, but not to the point

I love titties, you want hickeys, i don't let girls striptease, iv'e been to every city

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

And that both of these boys, not men, will eventually pay

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

Not fucking enough to be contenders. just sad old men at home watching

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

I love thee freely, as men strive for right.

Parallel on the other side

I love my city, fine girls, big tittys, suck a dick for fifty,

Go and ask fenty, hating ass nigga, sweeter than a simply