This is a song about "Rap nigger gun pistol drug ass"

Read the shit that he writes, multi rap killer dirty warfare drug problems

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Young rascal flatts - young ass kid ass could rap

Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns, drugs, and ass,

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

Baby girl my stroke official

Eat it with my pistol.

My pussy is a pistol

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Hutch is a mixture, like a white nigger,

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Still dreaming up ways to help you niggas die quicker

Okay then how bout i go mad and say the waord nigger,

Damn, you rap shit, crying gangsters, the type of ass that

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad