This is a song about "That thang"

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Game over, this rap thang i learnt it

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

Every thang i spit i really mean that shit

That we ain't never had

Hella intelligent that

He took me in like it wasn't no thang, like i had been there from the

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

What's that gap in that strap

One night love: i'mma need that

Better pray that this chopper jam like a radio single, man

Catch me out in bourbon screamin' "money ain't a thang"

Cause u know that this my jam

Right car with the wrong thang

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang

Sixteen years old with a old thang