This is a song about "Kama sutra"

Fuck the rules of this battle,

As i light one for ill will

Either one, dun, long as my digits the same

To much pride will ride you down to the road of shame

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

While we going through the school

With women with issues

Or did you not get the rules

Uh, the road not taken

But where i'm from

I'm not talking bout treatment of the royalty,

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

And the principal asks why we cant follow the rules

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Trying to predict the outcome via infrared