This is a song about "In yo innuendo window"

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Stitches in you. my phocus is to put you threw the window make another widow

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

In the window, through the hall, up the stair way to your door

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

Enter the building through the window

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

Body yo ass now you stinking in yo mama trunk

I need yo nipples in my life

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Yo yo yo yo once again rapmonster i'm in my cave come in and i'll put you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Dig, these niggas is fake joe

But its thrown out the window

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Bug on my window, maggot, you duck like in limbo, flopping