This is a song about "Prostitutes crying"

That happen to act like a black president

This dude needs help quit crying for help,

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Im done with the tears homie im no longer crying

Im done with the tears homie im no longer crying

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

It your oan way but u just sitting in that corner crying,crying and

On murder and the rising crime rates, pimps and prostitutes,

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

His dad picks him up and asks why is he crying

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

These prostitutes i'm lurin' to my chambers, they're a handy lot,

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

Cause i fucked two cukoo prostitutes in the city!

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free