This is a song about "Grandview sluts"

I feel like a kluts when i try to snatch up new sluts

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

And your neighborhood is infested with sluts and crack addicts,

Even then sluts thought "damn hes cool"

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

After them sluts are thrashed call the next few up and bring em while these are leaving

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

Pimp south, yup, “it takes a nation” of sluts

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

But i never knew how that made me lesser than sluts and mutts,

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

You sluts can stay sleazy, take it easy, take a day off