This is a song about "Sentence fragments"

Do it like tonyfuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

In the brain i'm given with every sentence i've written i've inflicted

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

I gotta find the right place to rest my sentence

Had i not been exposed to these things

Till the sentence is a essence,

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

And you feel the suspense on my every sentence

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Without a sentence bail, it’s 25 to life,

I'll just write another rhyme for ya and jot up a sentence,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

67. coz it's a critical sentence,