This is a song about "Sluts on dick meth n weed"

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

Without even putting anything on his dick,

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Are crazier than a skitzo on meth driving his humvee.

Smoking on that weed, straight from chicago,

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

Get off a key like i can’t sing

On my fucking dick, it's jerking

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Crack dealers on the block, young niggas will tamper weed,

Bet they on my dick tonight,

But i gotta make sure i’m right

I never crack i got that chap stick

N she cud be a bitch n suck a dick

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

Stop spittin on this mic please, spend it on your boyfriends dick