This is a song about "Tickle my pickle"

Now ur stuck in a pickle and this aint no dill

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

See me with a husband

My streaks my testament.

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Where you belong with your family

This is the shit that is makin' me cynical

Come here girl take a bump let it tickle

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Now in the courtroom, many men are being doomed

Grab my knife and my gun

When it's all said and done

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

And if he can't learn to love you, you should leave him

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,