This is a song about "Strip clubs"

//where do y'all see me? not at the clubs, yo

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

Politcs on gaza strip never fuels what they tell

From the streets of nyc to clubs playing the beat

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Than she got my attention call it a strip tease

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

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I consider my flow a malignant rifle, and strip survival

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Im making hits about this and in clubs hoes be shaking it

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Eat a strip of your organs laid in the sink

Kod a couple fifties like a precinct