This is a song about "Smaking em girls be tween the legs"

Get so wet for the kid that they legs turn rusty

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Take my girls out the house. leave em on the corner.

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

"stay strong, keep your faith in god," what i told him

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion

Stab a bitch between her legs, just for the feeling

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

These girls be so crazy,

They say nothings ever free

Girls, i ask 'em do they smoke

My balance be so tight rope

I got a launcher and the feeling to be poppin' em cold,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

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

The legs for treks of odysseys oddly gleams bright as molly teens