This is a song about "Lady of knock"

Till my juices rain ooze down into lakes, like oil

I'm after lady boyle

It's the belly of the beast, when we knock nobody's home,

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Twitter blasted in a complete knock

Fuck that job been around that block

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Soon you make it to thebtop he gone try to knock you of your limb

Regret the days i mistreated that lady

You a lady boss, now you fly free

I want a woman not a lady

They gotta point em out baby

Man quit rapping get out this site, go proclaim loud like a little kid who wants

As i said, i'm evil, my rhyming ain't feeble, i knock the beatles of the charts

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

With the pretty little lady