This is a song about "V card"

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

The d-a-v-e f the mothafuckin g

I know my calling's worth like phone card

February cold as my heart

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

Gonna spread more creep then a z v z

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

She grabbin on my sack, she sucked my d, after i ate her v,

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

Want the title but i'm always fighting under card

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

Flo flo flow bad that's my card

Blasting out some backyard

Actually disregard that, here let me trump card

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard