This is a song about "Popular whores"

Innocent girls manipulated that i turned into whores,

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

Go , leave her , cuz solo deals with such whores

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Rihanna's is better, like how she got popular

I never use a fork i always spoon her

We all want that great feeling of being popular,

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

You was on a bed having intercourse with four whores,

Chomping at your oxygen chords

Expect change when whores sniff caine in dorms

Metronome, chilling with better whores

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours