This is a song about "Hoes on my dick"

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Check me out ain't no time pout, my rhymes are sick these hoes be on my dick

Vision, im so sick, got you hoes on my dick, if this weren't a battle i'd beat you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Ya the fucking bitch sucked on my dick

Make room for the groom married to his music

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

Now she return the favor, she sucking on my dick

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Money's on my mind, break the bank, now the clothes and hoes,

Without ssc i feel misery, girls want to hop on my dick,

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music