This is a song about "I got a 100 girls to come over and fuck me"

Why i always fuck the good girls and keep wifin these hoes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused

You made me to a fool, when i stood over you and drooled.

Hustlin' to keep from gettin' buriedbut now i gotta move away now

It's over blaw if u wanna rap come to me i will show u how

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Girls come form a queue and show me all your fucking breasts

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

Ciroc cock got me shootin' up on a hot block

I used to be a dork now these girls all wanna chase me

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Fuck with me i got needles and harpoons

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

I need kylle tha crocodile, to come over and show everyone how to rhyme with style,