This is a song about "Quick breads"

We went back to my place real quick,

Keep the bitches on my dick

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

No denying he is quick

Baby am i slick

Donald trump, i sigh, your fired quick

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

 it didn't need to be so quick,

Still listen to big

Whatever it is i feel it coming quick

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

Small, but you talkin' big

Bout to get tackled quick