This is a song about "Nipples and clits"

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

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

While i'm rubbing my nipples

Amen, they say you only live once

What i would do for a glimpse of your nipples

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

I pray the lord my guns to keep

And kill yourself and your clique

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

Grab the scissors and saws and

Fuck you if you feelin' different