This is a song about "Pineapple going on a mans ass"

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

A mans on the ground, and thats not whipped cream

I'm a royalty nominee going all out on sheer will

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

Your wife's opened a new store, store's got a new mans cones,

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Are only going nsa on your ass, hiding the truth

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Cummin' on your ass like i'm droppin' a creep tumor

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

I'm going on a killing spree with no precision

I came to leave behind my legacy and put this mans mind on mankind/

It's nothing to deny for having such a mind, i'll be having y'all in mind