This is a song about "Pimp my waffles"

Walking straight in confidence, got my pimp game

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

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

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Get drunk and wobble to nearest house full of waffles,

Pancakes over waffles, no squares in my circle

No rehearsal, i know it all like urkel

I pimp slap every single one of my asian hoes,

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

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

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

Now i'm taking these pills and i ain't even sick

Limp dick tryin not to trip walking and rocking my pimp stick,