This is a song about "Scratching your vagina"

Molested at eleven and she always reminiscing

Tossing and turning scratching i'm itching, the fuck was i thinking

So i went down south but i ended up north

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

I just wanna be higher than that

Scratching i'm itching i'm afflicted

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

See dog? rap is my aim

To wet you niggas up like vagina holes

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

You can use your balls and fuse it into a vagina.

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Sethered your spine, your movement lines

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines