This is a song about "Sassy black women"

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

A women with two black eyes, i told you everything twice

I pop one, you pop one

But if i can't batter the women

But got comma’s in my statement

Cinnamon tone women and

And they only talk about women

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

To race or religion not even women

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

I don't need fallen women

Catch you up on places i've been

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Ross and folarin, couple women

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Pass it back, i'll stab and slash it to sushi, sassy sweet assassin,