This is a song about "Skinny shanks"

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat.

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

You troubled boy,your keep getting pushed in the lockers little gay boy,skinny as fuck

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

You bunch of homos so you on that girly skinny jeans, but i don't dig it

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

I will fuck a fool up i dont care if im skinny

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

She picks me up when i fall, skinny as a toothpick

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though

But he is so semi and skinny eya-eya o

Nigga, im anarexic with that 6 pack cut your skinny ass in half

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Hooking up with the girl that was skinny and goofy you ask

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand