This is a song about "Maxi pads"

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

My rhyme ideas come out so fast i need four pads

These rappers with pads,got it all but don't write

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Pride comes before the fall,so i pray i land on pads, cause im still human

Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a maxi pad

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I pray so much about it, need some knee pads

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

A young grasshopper that's trying to skip pads

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Two for the pads, and two to take down your momma's pants