This is a song about "Thirsty pitches"

Obama's in office, niggas get job like teachers

I'm thirsty for some blood your probably gunna need a big hearse

Niggas say i'm thirsty , but silent when i got their mom to jerk me, she be beating

Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming

Im ridein around with that big 30, these fat bitch's they stay thirsty

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

And controversy as hungry as your bitch thirsty

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

I was thirsty for that alcohol, what really killed me was temptation.

Your lookin thirsty, your acting like you actually spat some rap towards me,

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

I'm not going to swing at your weak-ass pitches