This is a song about "No dicks"

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

So how about a fair round with no riding of the dicks

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

Triple six for the niggas that's hopping on dicks

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

Then i stabbed in their dicks

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines/

Turtle dicks comb my hair

Let me hear that beat, air

So while you niggas copy cat the cats who made classics

That's like saying one condom fits all different sized dicks.

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Street corners sucking dicks,

Like two dicks and no chick

So drop the slam and let's get sick