This is a song about "Lick me"

The truth hurts baby , lick the ice cream off your cone

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

You to lick between my toes

Tryna stay clear of my foes

And fif’ here to lick on that coca-cola shit

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

Your niggas don’t ask how the top feel

Since you're down now, boy, lick ma foot heel

And this still the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

I'll lick off his top, like a cuban cigar

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

My knife is there weakness i lick the blood for sweetness

Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump

Where that shit on my neck lick a pendant