This is a song about "Kasi lam"

Beat that pussy up and then i call my boys up

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Beat up from the feet up and it won't sound that precocious.

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only

And these lackluster whack fuckers question me

Every whack rapper eliminated

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

A twenty somethin cup

Beat box while we team up