This is a song about "Lily bingham coop"

Ay yo your girl around me? that's like sand to a beach

Like a nigga blood sucker, cuz niggas stuck to its leach,

So here is a mop and a bucket now go clean up the bathroom

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Lyrically ma talent makes you wanna poke your prostate admire n masturbate

So police say it was suicide, suspiciously walks by the murder scene with his hooded coat

Well she left him never spoke, not even a reply to his facebook poke,

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

Bucket heads and goonies in common sight

Curl up like big worm when i drop

Get it hot in the pot