This is a song about "Nappy rash"

Dirty, i might act a little rash right now

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

Like a drunk driver that has a rash still, like "fuck it, jesus take the wheel!

In brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whip appeal

You need your nappy changing, man

Cause u know that this my jam

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

The pain, the rash, is done at last, the gun is cocked, clock stops

Rap spread fast like a rash now it's over the hedge

Yo, you little niggas better check my french

Not king james, these were coke kings

Impolite n rash with low swings

While i'm rubbing on that ass

Believe me you'll have a gash and a rash