This is a song about "Imma steal your man"

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

I guess i can steal your chick

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

And fuck yall fellas a hundred motherfucker couldn't steal your pillows

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Steal your sabre-sword, rip a few chords & call it an album/

It's good, i'm about to steal your soul

Open up your contacts then scroll

Not only do i enlighten but i provide a tan

N joke alot but serious imma be the man,

There's no connection, so they're not supporting you

Just steal and rape and kill your strife life, trife, modest too,

Motherfucker this is forever dope

Imma karate punch your throat

She don't really care about anyone advice

They're don't lie, steal, fight, kill or cheat on your wife