This is a song about "Hairy knuckles"

I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide (whoops!)

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

In a hairy mess, doused with gas, light her dress with matches

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Mary was hairy and lucy wants to marry me,

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knuckles

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

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

I'll beat you with my bare knuckles and not even struggle.

How can i persuade more heads to hear this great shit

Un-hairy musk lavender oil coated

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

With hairy and primitive skin