This is a song about "Pinky toe"

And who's to blame?me. ive got more skill purely in my pinky finger,

As long as when the check came they got first dibsnow brenda's belly is getting bigger

Eenie meenie miney moe, catch an orphan by its toe,

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

Two toe-to-toe together tots flowing solo

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Finna blow up quick, kill beats and toe-tag shit,

And we can go toe to toe

It ain't nothing though

People love hodgy i hate you though

Dip, go! tip toe into the mist, slow..

I'mma leave you buried from head to toe, so stay wary yo

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

Straight lane kiffen them

Bring them toe tags in again