This is a song about "He s got a vagina"

Any one who says he s wack i attack with these raps n

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

Matter of fact he don't got one and thats a scary outcome

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

Spiting on, don't give him a hand, fuck him he doesn't got what you got

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

S on my chest like a superman vest

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

Who thought he got gonorrhea at a laundry mat.

He thinks he got street cred because he sped while he was in a lane

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

For fear of what you show them, reality is golden

He got so pissed he wrote a diss that he could flow off the tongue

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan

You get a+'s and i'm like got holy damn