This is a song about "Tricks"

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song

Call me gob bluth cuz i'll be pulling tricks life long.

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

To me you are a dog so i'll teach you some new tricks

These ain't tricks up my sleeve,

I say "stay", she wanna leave

I'll fuck up more tricks than a crack-addicted david blaine,

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

I'll kill mc's with a magician's list of tricks up my sleeve.

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

Got one good tip: bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

"forgive my past tricks?" i won't bury the hatchet,

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

It's about dismissin' a system that tricks you all to crawl