This is a song about "Hoes on my dick"

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

You can feel my dick on your leg five feet beside you,

On my dick, feel the sting, this is where drugs sling,

These niggas is bothered, these critics be talking

And they spin on my dick cinnamon swirls

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

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

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

Now put your mouth on my dick and swallow its contents

But nigga don’t ride my dick when i’m on that high rise

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

Got my fucking dick harder than the shell that's on a turtle

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general