This is a song about "Spy on little teenage white girls"

Fine girls with fine asses sipping on some nice wine

She said she want it now, well girl it's hammer time

I keep on puffing till my chest hurts ill keep on chatting up these girls

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

If we ain't right and always at the throats

I take tokes while you little girls take notes

Come wit me you'll smoke around

Me and whore white girls never workout,

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

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

My teenage years were fucked up,

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

People speak as if they need me, they deceitful inside

They do this in spite, whether its black on black or white on white