This is a song about "Strip for me"

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

Politcs on gaza strip never fuels what they tell

Eat a strip of your organs laid in the sink

You're talking to one of the greatest

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

When you're preparing for me

And you could strip me from my pride and my smile

I never smiled as a juvenile

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

They call me a freak cuz i like to visually fuck these strippers for i strip em/

I keep traction till my faction off the slum strip.

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Now i watch tinkerbell strip, sniff fairy dust

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Than she got my attention call it a strip tease

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies