This is a song about "Strip club"

Talking about fight club,

Well, um, there's a but

Eat a strip of your organs laid in the sink

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

Hitmen taking out people at the club

Leavin' the strip club with stitches and half a dollar,

I never use a fork i always spoon her

She was the queen of the club

A twenty somethin cup

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up

Mirror mirror on the wall

The block pop, so da strip fall.

What, what ... project shit what

She was the queen of the club