This is a song about "Suck the stick shift"

I pull up, stick the sword in your gut

I know you're mad, but so what

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Stick with the sin never go higher

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

I ain't the kid you wanna go and diss when you suck

What a nervous purchase a death circuit i stick to the surface/

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

Even if i hit you over the head with a brick or stick,

It's the perfect plan

Aye pitch shift this shit man.

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Stick to the script, keep it rollin' like old-time movie scenes,

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused

Call me stick the man of a million eyes i'ma pimp