This is a song about "Sassy black women"

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

To race or religion not even women

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

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

I wonder why we take from our women

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

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

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

Where people run on the scene and people don't see your vision

These other rappers are never sastified with women

Top dropped down, black on black

I don't want it on my back

I don't need fallen women

But somehow it made them listen

Ross and folarin, couple women

So now she picks up the gun