This is a song about "Kama sutra"

By study, instruction, or experience

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

That fairy tale ending with a knight in shining armor

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

That hot ham and you not damn, depressing statement

You're like the kama sutra, after this you're fucking history,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

Run to the station n make a statement.

Bitch am not lying what your doin rite now is a risk

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Like a fucking thesis,

We don't ever make love

About disaster in the world and

I'm truer than a mother fuckin statement