This is a song about "Joels pussy"

Im huntin, smash that pussy pumpkin

What up girl, tell me how you been

And realize ur pussy bitch.

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

And all women who had light features, see

Kitty cornered now you're hissing pussy

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Cussin' pussy and status,

But c-can't look up in that mirror

Your pussy like a trigger,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Cause u aint no man you a pussy

I think you're a pussy

And my kick game beyond crazy

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

You can save the pussy shit