This is a song about "Slut butts and cuts"

I met a slut and said "what up? it's nice to meet ya

Used to call me the african don dada

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

Oh, slow. make it flow...down by the river and crying all over the pit. that slut

Put em in handcuffs, fucked their butts

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,

Take cee around town as if everything cheap

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Feel a slut lustfully bust a nut and fill her up

If the terms "slut" and "whore" never existed i guess you'd be perfect,

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

And it cuts like a knife. whenever i think of it.