This is a song about "Makeing out"

This goes out to smokers with a roach who get doped out

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

With out doubt i wont back out

Imma bout to pull out

Or know what its about

Fuck what y’all talkin’ about

Stressed out, ya you know im stressed out

While i rock out with my cock out

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I must go like fly route

Cut her, take everybody out

I think i'm gonna check out

Get yours; you know what this about

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I was makeing room for a pretty nigga in the future,