This is a song about "U outta blow kissing you kissing the knights u kissing flo he called you a hoe in mom s he crossed the line u can feel it down ur spine"

You u can go back home and erase all the things

But the battle ain't over till the black man sings

You crossed the line fucked with mine and now your shit outta luck

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

That ll make u sneeze weak in the knees/and give you a permanent

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

I could go on dissing you, kissing ass and maybe lick a few

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

, if u called her in advance, and did the dance of mary

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

To yelp coz ur a little bit and ur a dick and ur goin to get kick in the face so u

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

And you'll be kissing my ass so your life can be spared

Time for you to s u c c u m b, to ma truth and see me big

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick