This is a song about "Puddle sluts"

The only thing i did wrong was make it possible

My lines are game-changing while you're left in a puddle.

I asked the sluts who was better

And i need this forever

But no sluts ever passed me by

Dreamin on a lullaby

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Shut up sluts! and ride on my skateboard!

That's when i realized that a puddle of blood fucking flowed

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

I take my sluts diamonds and pawn it

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

Malcolm sex has got sluts in the fetal

Sluts everywhere looking to suck some cock

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot