This is a song about "Limp"

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

See me stepping through with ma limp and ma cane

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

These streets ain't paved gold, walk with a limp

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

Fuck that anderson leg used to be a pimp till that bitch went limp

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused

And risk losing my thick skin / i'll leave this bitch limp

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

Her pimp, walked up to her with his signature limp

Her world with my limp beatin cock,wrapped in a sock,

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

Limp dick tryin not to trip walking and rocking my pimp stick,

Your raps have a limp like the 50 cent hoes

X's and o's, you must be the rose