This is a song about "Pussy niggers"

I think you're a pussy

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

I look like a freakin' wuss, a pussy

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Sorry this pussy is fragile

Lady at the frank stand will

I jumped straight in to that pussy,

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

For every niggers who died protesting through the streets

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

While im dishing out all of their wishes and burnin em faster than niggers in

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Cussin' pussy and status,

But i guess that shit's just tough love