This is a song about "Josh are striper"

Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

Roses are red and violets are blue

You reflect me, i love that about you

Why are you crying, are you frightened.

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

I don't mind if you niggas hate

Your raps are counterfeit, mine are homemade

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

Your rhymes are nuclear but mine are demonic

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Are so good while yours are mold

My name is josh and i don't like to pretend to be something i don't intend to be

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

The hotels we staying in twelve star

And delete that weed you are