This is a song about "Straped up"

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

You got phat pockets like a fat boy

Incredible flow you cant bind up (bind up)

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Yeah man it's all jazzed up

She was the queen of the club

Love will have you stuck

And constantly looking up

Waiting for me to fuck up

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

Lights coming up, night coming up,

I said i don’t give a fuck

Don't wake up, don't wake up, don't wake up too fast

I just write that right by a mic stand