This is a song about "Mrs horn"

She drop it low and then she bust moves for the fellow

I be the type to take off before the horn blow

Horn, the devil, extar pointed by fucking horns

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Damn skippy, a nigga getting bitches

Secret missives to the mrs

They still think im delusional, sick and mrs sheesh cant heal me

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

I'm the doctor you my nurse in a uniform

When i combine the two weapons i get the devil's horn

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

You got bitches? think you wishes cuz i'm seeing glitches of mrs

If you side against the horn you are ludicrous

Cause rozay been talkin white he think he uncle ruckus