This is a song about "Pulling"

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

I'm pulling all the strings, son, you feel the tension

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

Damn i think i hit writer's block, pulling up to the riders lot

Pulling the stitching out as

While i'm rubbing on that ass

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

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

My conclusion is that they pulling punches and using/

I know my calling's worth like phone card

And it's pulling me apart a part

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

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights