This is a song about "I got more tricks then ben ten"

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

I aint got the time even though i can write over ten lines

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Cause i see bout ten more of you but sorry there's no more of me

But then i got even more complex with the lyrical syllables

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

When im writing my name,i guess you didn't get the memo,i got a ten out of ten flow

I'll fuck up more tricks than a crack-addicted david blaine,

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Got one good tip: bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

Ain't seen his seed in 14 days, that nigga too weak

I got more wins then legs on a fuckin centipede

They got more tactics tricks up sleeves diversions

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six