This is a song about "Penguin prostitutes"

And prostitutes, and brutes controllin' blocks in groups,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Thought he was a gangster and a pimp to the prostitutes,

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

He grew up watching pimps, thieves, dealers, and prostitutes,

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Penguin waddle panties dropping down to the front street,

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

He grew up watching pimps, thieves, dealers, and prostitutes,

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

Bitch, you're a penguin, and penguins don't fly.

These prostitutes i'm lurin' to my chambers, they're a handy lot,

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

Cause i fucked two cukoo prostitutes in the city!

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see