This is a song about "Slaying ladies"

All the ladies just strip

The dead society of a poet

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

Slaying when campaigning punching babies as if i was cam brady/

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Now fuck what ya sayy - dawg wheres the ladies

Baby, oh baby, you're finer than all the ladies

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

You'll make it through, keep ya head up ladies..

Right flows down and they might go nice

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Slaying niggas in they sleep, buffalo bill

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

I guess i got it to a tea, hades and ladies

Ladies and gentleman, you're about to see

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party