This is a song about "Thick"

That's thick like puppy slush,

Mm got the masses

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss

I was hitting your mistress with my fidgeting thick fists

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

The bloodshed's reality, it runs thick, it's tragedy

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

Thick lips and a sick class

Head to toe in thick skin shit its like armour,

Pimp of the year, i could smack your father

Blood flows thick, sewing kit needed to stitch.

And she stripping, go to college

It's impossible to get this thick bitch off my dick

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

When it comes to spitting that fire

Ma got thick thighs and a beautiful smile