This is a song about "Stick up kid"

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Stick my middle fingers, what up.

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

If you're discouraged stick those fingers up

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

And constant doin' stick-ups, flip up, friends would rob grocery stores,

But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted

Let's pretend he was never beat up as a white kid,

Nigga i was sent from hell to fuck up your nigga with my devil stick

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

I hope we both do learn from this

This kid just took my stick of licorice

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Stick up weezy wit a thumbtack straight fact,

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

If it was up to me, you'd be raisin my kid/