This is a song about "Pussies goes and comes"

// [but what comes around goes around]

And i don’t take no dames out

What comes around goes around like a hula hoop

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

And pussies i'm still slappin'

And i like the hoes that need passion

But as time goes back and fourth,

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

But when it comes to rap and me,

I’m a hustla, baby

Until something comes and our lives are booted.

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

But it was africa the continent we all came from

If guns is for pussies i'd still pull out that smith and wesson

She comes and follows me on my trips

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics