This is a song about "Ratchet racks nicki minaj lil wayne hoodrat sidechick mcdonalds"

Young money shit, me and lil wayne too big

Bad bitches onlygot a sign on my dick

Yeah the trickiness is rainin' but it's drizzy, lil' wayne,

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Even met lil wayne there, proof? that nigga aint scared

I'm gettin blitzed and i reminsce on all the times we shared

Get into pop even nicki, minaj with her roman follower/ not me i wanna be a prodigy/

If we focused on our problems like we did on getting money, you'd think we'd get somewhere honey?

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

And you are like lil wayne,lack testosterone,no man

You got me rapping like lil wayne,

You're not usin' your brain

150 on my chain

You think youre lil wayne

Switchin' the flow like i'm hittin' 'em hoes, so nicki minaj ain't got nothin' to do,

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you