This is a song about "Knocking boots"

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

So guess god, help me get heehaaa, staddle up, but my boots

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Chilling like some villains when they're feeling the beat knocking

I wanna cock and shoot, mama plots, thinks i'm knockin' boots,

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

When i'm knocking, you better run hoe!

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

Sayin shit, knocking bitches out with super saiyan fists

People in the ghetto are banging, and steady knocking domes,

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Are you serious? there's a once in life time opportunity knocking

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Or military personnel fatigues and boots,

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits