This is a song about "Hand lotion"

With nothing but a bottle of skin lotion and barney posters,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

The underdog of the underground has come far

Gon' need some lotion and im just hoping that ya'll

So rest in peace in my hand

Just lay back, get your face slapped

Don't ask for any lube or lotion if you don't want no commotion.

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I threw my pair on the lightpole because of him

Silenced the lambs and made buffalo bill put on the lotion,

Enforce, i'm elegant and

I write your name on my hand

I start to think it's all planned

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand

So just put the fucking lotion on or set me off

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