This is a song about "My sluts"

Roast to dusk, i don't give two fucks like cloned celibate sluts

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

Tryna fuck on some sluts since i was a freshmen

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

I feel like a kluts when i try to snatch up new sluts

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

Malcolm sex has got sluts in the fetal

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Cut class and rap fast, grab ass while smacking sluts

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Two fucks aint given to a few sluts.

So i can understand police victims

I don't have to pay bucks to fuck the nice sluts

Where im from theres addicts, sluts, nd thugs

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts