This is a song about "Nassem and brenda"

And once i'm dead and gone

Looking so damn right you're wrong

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

It's roc nation, this my team

Wonder if they take it all back

And like to boast and brag

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Every night i stroke hoes