This is a song about "Kama sutra"

And if you read close in the text you will find

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

They know that they get unfair trials for a sentence,

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Hearing the sound, know where it's found, got that fresh text

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

I'm the next kruger, send 'em like text messages to ya,

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

If its an awesome statement then you already know hobbs said it

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

I found a formula that's great

And i can't help but stare, cause

Been suckin dick with sparkly lip gloss,

I wear yo girl out like a fashion statement

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and