This is a song about "Puddle sluts"

I asked the sluts who was better

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

Fuck with sluts bad, ballin like i'm on the pistons

I feel like a kluts when i try to snatch up new sluts

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Pimp south, yup, “it takes a nation” of sluts

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Where im from theres addicts, sluts, nd thugs

Cause i can always see the farthest stars when i'm on you

Ill win the battles, ill leave the sluts for you to woo

Murdered every bod from my squad

Sluts everywhere looking to suck some cock

If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit

I take my sluts diamonds and pawn it