This is a song about "My strippers"

Red bottoms with the spike work

My shirt, purple label my shirt

This is my original, my validation

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

We drink alcohol while them strippers show tush

My own unknown is my enemy,

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

They call me a freak cuz i like to visually fuck these strippers for i strip em/

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Rap has left me just astounded, then it leaves me so confused,

Takin' breaks will leave you broken

Grab my knife and my gun