This is a song about "Streamer"

I wonder why, i sit and cry

Coz if you'll try,you'll feel like fly

Taking the top by storm, flows wet

Probably die getting some head

Where bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly

My control is steady and calm like floating confetti,

Got it so wet, it's becoming so soggy

And yeah i know i'm from compton, cali

Make the fingers snap

This is samurai jack

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

But nobody gets to raise a banner during halftime

She assembled confetti just cuz he said he was ready to hit it

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

Hoes catchin semen they get mixed feelings like wet cement,

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed