This is a song about "Grandview sluts"

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Roast to dusk, i don't give two fucks like cloned celibate sluts

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

I asked the sluts who was better

We vegetables, on them record labels

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

But no sluts ever passed me by

That's the window into the sky

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

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

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

Smoke that weed then we do the damn thang every evening evening

7-2 virgins? nah gimme 20 sluts/

As she goes through the levels

I take my sluts diamonds and pawn it

I be on some other shit