This is a song about "Pimp knuckles"

Her pimp, walked up to her with his signature limp

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

He digs a blade in his knuckles which makes for deadly punches

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Pimp south, yup, “it takes a nation” of sluts

I'll fight unil my bone collapse don't give a fuck if my knuckles do crack

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

He'll be walking with limps / once i've confronted his pimp

Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject

Knuckles like a callous it's like a fuckin' brick hit you

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

I'll beat you with my bare knuckles and not even struggle.

To make karma come faster than she normally will

But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch

I'm like a fuckin pimp, get em stood on corners getting rich//