This is a song about "Penis water"

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

Or maybe cause i go as hard as she had my penis,

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

That's taken a blood bath in slaughter water/

And she's the type to booby trap my penis with her cleavage

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

Now i'm missing the point like a circumcised penis,

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

This is walter, fresh above the water

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Than drank that wine which is ex water,

Stupid shit about her using her fucking penis pump

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different