This is a song about "Trade"

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

I've been used for trade and laid by soldiers against my will,

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

If there was someway they could benefit from the trade

They trade semen as their holes fill up by the liter

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

This is my sixth crusade, handing out hand grenades on every single slave trade,

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

So if you wanna wild out and trade blows with kings like me,

Of that trade off, my dicks a plane bout to take off

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

Her pussy my dick sounds like a trade to me,

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

As the words invade and we all wanna trade

And that was when i was in the eighth grade