This is a song about "The young women calues"

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

The blacks and the poor and the women given grief,

But if i can't batter the women

Cold, my style making my nose run

But if i can't batter the women

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Ain't no women at the shows

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

The women think i am

I am just a man

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

//do this for the poor in the ghetto, the abused women

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

I give him a helping hand, bring him out to thugz mansion