This is a song about "I ma bad bitcch yeaa yo nigga wanna give me his sausage"

But don’t give me any concussions, i just wanna poo

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you

I was breakin' ‘em down, now i’m sellin' ‘em whole

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

Now you wanna step to me? nigga you better beat it

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space/

And i just love your flashy ways

My all gold rolly or the

I give two shits about yo mama

You go down you a muff diver, yo bitch give me dome

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

Damn angrily casually cause havoc, a raw savage from a zoo shelter, like hugh hefner i keep it up

I mobilized violence to monopolise power any nigga neck and neck with me got his thoat cut/