This is a song about "Meeting persian girls"

Persian togas surrounded by lions, thats ferocious

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Remember meeting you in those italian heels and that designer dress

Because never had one, dream of chains and persian rugs,

European model white bitch is eating donuts

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Just cuz i am persian they think i drop bombs

He lying i’m on papers

But got love for them girls

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

Wishing girls would fucking like me

Persian togas surrounded by lions, thats ferocious/

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Not a product on the market that can offer this feeling

You still fucking that slut? or meeting hot maids down in your pants, dreaming