This is a song about "Nose job"

I'm make this choppa spit and make it come out her nose

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

And don't make vibrations stop

I run out on the job.

Only real niggas stay on top

Like they're giving me a rim job

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

The aroma of weed instantly fills your nose,

Hand on knob, gotta do the job

Almost cried right on the spot

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

I remember when i was a snot nose

He couldnt flip a pancake.. i wonder how he got the job

Before you know it, she workin', jerkin' it nonstop