This is a song about "My raging boner"

Well look, if you don't talk, i mean these sessions are going to go slower

Always called a small dick you won't even notice their boner

Trying hard to speak and

My streaks my testament.

Then go to ur whore..bring her down on all fours..my beefy boner is hungry for meat/

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

These my rhymes and my story

On they twitter writing novels, see

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

You say you hard but can't even pop a boner

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

That is my wish, my fantasy.

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance