This is a song about "Sexual igloo"

Most of these individuals pushed me to an igloo, explains my cruelty

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

She really going to her "sexual dealings".

But the battle ain't over till the black man sings

Ideas sexual but the rules not flexible,

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

It's like a whole sexual experience, i'm only the cum

There's tension though, of the sexual kind

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind

Like casper/ i'm a ghost that can take a sexual apprehension/

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Sitting in igloo growing a beard

Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed

Cause i'm a sexual criminal/

A criminal grind mean hustle