This is a song about "Toothless"

On the slow jam of love

Ur a hansaw, and your toothless,

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

I took goldies teeth asap and made him toothless

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

You beef with me i'll leave you toothless d, i'll bruise you up

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

We're filled with low-income toothless moms, nascar dads,

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

I'm ruthless leave your face toothless

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Moon a toothless goober proven all you losers kief?

This makes me be ruthless and knock someone toothless

Stacey dash type, i'm cheatin' and they clueless

Yo, the truth is, you're useless, i leave you toothless for sayin' you're ruthless, shit/

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket