This is a song about "Pimp shit"

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Me on the streets to pimp me/ how fucked up is that to imprint

Everything i wanted never seem so close

I'm more like a symbo, but i ain't needta pimp hoes/

Enough swag to shoot adam and pimp slap eve

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Her pimp, walked up to her with his signature limp

Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest

The best in my position, i’m passionate with lyrics

Don't hustle or pimp, or fondle the boss for slips

I'm not gay, cuz you know i pimp hoes

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Been outta control little pimp stroll discuss this whole that thug role

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul