This is a song about "Puss a"

I'm a vulture yous a buzzard

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

Like a baby without a diaper

School cyphersi was too nicer

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Unshaven puss makes my penis blow

Get you high, keep it on the low

Slammin that puss makes my weiner grow

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

Hold my tears i tried my best

Its gonna be a a test