This is a song about "Money dope thick bitch trap house pussy killing guns"

Im tired of hearing guns clap in the trap,

The real muscle in the message of that

So drop the slam and let's get sick

You bitch on my dick like dogs and thick

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

You had 'em over at your house, the guns would wait to start,

My adversaries bleedbut fuck 'em all 'til the talk cease, fuckin' with a changed man

No guns,i'm no pussy,i fought like a man,letting these people what color i bang

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Bitch. you fuckin yo dog in back of your house.

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

It's impossible to get this thick bitch off my dick