This is a song about "Stick up"

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Guts wrenching torturous like a stick up a uterus.

But they say we ain't big

Richie rich, got a candle stick,

Say what you wanna but

Stick my middle fingers, what up.

Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Your girl calls it hockey stick

Killing these niggas off quick

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

He's got a stick far up his ass and it's a tad stuck

If his bitch insist on getting sick

Cause you can't lift more than a stick

Flexing in his picture, tryna make his muscles stick up

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup