This is a song about "Sluts crack pips"

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Malcolm sex has got sluts in the fetal

Last monday was nuts, i took 3 sluts

I call it speaking tongues

I'm running amok in a village of villians and sluts

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

I take my sluts diamonds and pawn it

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Roast to dusk, i don't give two fucks like cloned celibate sluts

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

I feel like a kluts when i try to snatch up new sluts

Skyrocket like weed on crack

Try to jack and i will attack

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Pimp south, yup, “it takes a nation” of sluts