This is a song about "His hose"

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

As a child his only friends were his dog, his page and his pen

I got an anecdote drop ya panty hose

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

A tear down his cheek and his legs feel weak

African queen got what you need

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

These rappers will tell you how green their lawn stay, but twist the hose,

Shitting his stock of cash out his ass

See her man face-to-face through the glass

His conscience can take him to his grave

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

His conscience can take him to his grave

Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Praised his homie for his quick handedness