This is a song about "Pimp"

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

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

Enough swag to shoot adam and pimp slap eve

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

Her pimp, walked up to her with his signature limp

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

Pimp nigga's hating on my swag bitch fuck you

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

Left my home alone, you can call me macaulay bitch

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

In front of our building, they was my heroes

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

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

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

Call me stick the man of a million eyes i'ma pimp