This is a song about "Punching hookers"

If you did, you wouldn’t want to be famous

The way i'm punching in these crazy phrases

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

Punching above your weight you absolute reprobate

In a boxing ring, swinging at the cancer but hitting the punching bag.

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Slaying when campaigning punching babies as if i was cam brady/

Fuck hookers man i get ass for free, panties drop as soon as i crash the scene

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Those that cheat us try to beat us we got hookers with heaters

Slaying when campaigning punching babies as if i was cam brady/

Take you where you can't see black by k-ci forever my lady

You shouldn't have used my face for punching bag you fucking fag,

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track