This is a song about "Shes a top brainer"

Shell blow me so hard shes gonna develop a lisp

Come here to picture how he bumping his fist

Work like a robot, rappers got the whole top,

I can only imagine, uncle bob

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Shes overdosed, so i closed, the gate sealed your fate, go on a blind date

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

Packin lyrical gats n' it's a fact i'm passin to the top

Jay rock cooks rocks on a fuking stove top.

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

Shes ridin on my dick like a broom stick

Now shes taking her last ride in a hearse

Has-beens and never-will-be, ringtone rappers