This is a song about "Give me a blow job"

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

He couldnt flip a pancake.. i wonder how he got the job

Just give me a carrot gun

I wonder so often

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Give me a moment to get focused/

So lord please give me a good blessing

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Give him a job to lace you up and a slow pace

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Red dots cause i’m red hot

My brother need a new job

Oh lord give me a purposeful answer

Synthesizer, i'm the mothafucking master

Omo niaja get em' higher

She blow me like a tire