This is a song about "She like the way i diddy bop i flex it and fines"

But i kind of like the way that it talks

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

And, i gets busy like i never had a 3 way

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

Forgive me lord, it feels like i commit a sin a day

He flopped,no way,everybody knows i did it like oj

I want it too go back to the way it was before,

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

Like a kid with parkinson's playing jenga the way i block it

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

She loves the way i fuck her, imma sucker

It's morning and she still screaming, if i give it to her she gon take it

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

From any angle, you can't handle my diddy bop/

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk