This is a song about "Issue of the times voters"

Could go down as the dirtiest lines of all times

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

On trial for possession of some chronic

Where the guns ain't an issue, and death is big

Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived

Issue that essential to solve is part of rap falls blind

In the hood im well-o over they head sometimes

And i'll carry this legacy on til' the end of times/

Of the times you wish i would remember your splendor

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

Foresworn to the times of scraping off nickels and dimes

The issue with that shit is that i don't give a fuck

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

It's an issue affected both the rich and the poor,

Bust that pussy open, turn that sofa to a fuckin pool