This is a song about "Lick me"

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

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

I don't drink beer, why the fuck am i here

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

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

Ironic, a chicken afraid of cock - her man said "please lick it"

I kick back and sick tracks you lick sacks

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

I turn my back and laugh when my employees would like a lick,

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

Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone

You to lick between my toes

No, no, we are not those

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

My knife is there weakness i lick the blood for sweetness