This is a song about "The stankness of my funk"

Walter payton mercedez, sweetness in every ride

But i show the black machine gun funk when the time is right,

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

This funky rhythm fits so snug, dynamic funk boomin from your trunk

I'm on my grind

In the back of my mind

Lady of rage and rbx, g-funk would say,

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

Within the ignition of my engine,

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

All we need is convienient love

The wrath of my verses.

I make the moves, that's why i'm rhyming illegally with dynamic funk,

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

My vocabulation is the greatest that's the latest of my testimony

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see