This is a song about "Paul who smells is ugly and has a big head and always talks about booty"

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Who has been sitting for about 20 minutes,

Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought

Laughs at you and talks about

Laughs at you and talks about

Let me see you work it out

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

A sister with big boobs and tight ass and a brother who go in 4th class

Is always linking to everything you do while blinking and rethinking about living

I guess i left my dignity up in the cupboard, cause every girl i'm digging

Yours smells weak, and looks cheap

I pray the lord my guns to keep

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

It doesn't matter if a rapper talks about all his bitches,

Wtf you on about and who cares

See my jordans spark, you ain't got no airs