This is a song about "Guns cash cars woman block niggah"

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

Why came to me so bliss askin a niggah for a kiss

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

You caught in the web of that woman

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

That’s only if they handle

Cash money, financial

The game's a chick; i'm kobe, i'mma rape the bitch

This the type of shit that make a niggah twitch

When bret hart meet brett farve

Got like a hundred cars

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Artillery weak with guns

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours