This is a song about "Knocking boots"

Knocking these hoes out, muhammad ali

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I hear knocking on heaven's door, why don't you invite him in?

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

This world is simply strange damon's knocking i will not be tamed

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

Couldn't buy her louboutin, the boots leave bruises on her calf

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

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

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

His mother's always worried, thinks that he's knocking boots,

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

Knocking socks to own up or show accretion

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

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring