This is a song about "Pulling out"

Pulling the stitching out as

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

And we still got kids pulling out blades and kitchen knives/

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

I've been pulling myself out this dump, i've been feelin' #too #weak,

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

Then i'm pulling out my shlong and share the cum all along

And watch these style niggas try their best at pulling hoes,

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

February cold as my heart

And it's pulling me apart a part

Hell be picking big boulders breaking his shoulders pulling the rollers

Just went back to collegeshe is my dancer, when she dance i throw her dollars