This is a song about "Kim got fucked so hard she smell like shit"

(ball so hard) that shit cray, ain’t it jay? what she order, fish filet?

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way

So i wanna see what kinda fucked up shit is in yours

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

But like theese rappers( tell kim jung you to stop startting shit)

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

She got perfect proportions playin em like organs

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

But yo shit poo and yo breathe smell like hamburger helper

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

You smell like you're an unseen, unclean

Like hoes down in magic city

But shit fucked up and got tricky

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

I'ma go so hard on your head, you be feeling like you're high 'n' shit