This is a song about "Limp"

You have the look of somnolence, it's your limp game

The bitch badder than any bitch that you name

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

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

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

Break himand let him see tha face of a mental patient

Our songs makes heads pop, an nans ganster bop, limp walking round like they just got shot,

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

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

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

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

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

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

Stand limp back weighted with the weight planet

He screamed "thug life" and emptied the clip