This is a song about "Twerk time"

I could just twerk about, could play some pool, might just move in the direction of christ

Since my last rhyme - the crime rate ain't declineniggas bustin shots like they lost they mind

Stalk that time get it get it,time, time,oh give me some mo time

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

Could just twerk about, could play some pool, might move in the direction of christ

It's nothing to deny for having such a mind, i'll be having y'all in mind

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

Twerk twerk, smirk on the face,

But she try to twerk like miley cyrus,

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

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

My bitches had a bad day twerk it up