This is a song about "Sit on the pussy"

I'm on the pursuit of pussy and i know

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

Excuse me how the hell do you feel you sit on your ass all day and you mothers

I don't have pussy on my lap, or bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on.

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

While a sit on the fence, hence the reason why i'm tense

I be eating her pussy, i flick the clit quick, now i'm sucking on her tits

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

I was born rough, i left scars on my mothers pussy

Rather sit on the side than pull every string,

And i bet you all them letters in your mailbox waiting

There's a cut, turn around sit on the ground while i pound on your face with

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches