This is a song about "Kyle in a bikini"

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Cork in a bottle ima send you out in a space shuttle

I'm in east rogers park, in a lab coat and a suit

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

Walked in the kitchen and found a pot to piss in

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

In the dark in a crack park, sparkin' off like a light,

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

Crunched in a punch, absolutely just fucked in a stump,

Like in mice in men find a cave,

Baby, you got that super bass

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

While in reality im in a oldsmobile killing posers in the alleys