This is a song about "S s"

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

You be on that stalker shit

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

The truth shall be told

S queezys very bold

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

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

That moschino shit is so back

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

S on my chest like a superman vest

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

If only i could go back into the 80’s