This is a song about "S s"

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

Don’t you be holding back

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Cause i have got "s" plus what a dog's tail does

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet