This is a song about "Old ladies"

Must be my sex appeal, the ladies ideal

The reason why they had to give me a deal

These wack bitches getting old

Where i from, it get cold

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Still a reject to the ladies,

Damn...ladies out here really bleaching

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Cuz i'm pulling skirts up exposing you ladies,

Pass that, catch back, fast that

All the ladies just strip

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Baby, oh baby, you're finer than all the ladies

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise...