This is a song about "Greg the wine salesman who offends ladies"

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Helpin’ little old ladies across the street

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

The center of attention like a toast before the wine sip

I'm still hitting ladies, in all the sexy places

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

And the men are seen as stupid, saying "ladies love us",

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Make the ladies' panties fog

Okay man you do the drop

Looked back in time, saw all the pain next to mommas wine

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head

Performing an autopsy better then greg.

I fill the stands, ladies think im grand

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast