This is a song about "V rag"

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin’ on it

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

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

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

Rag on my hair, wrap weed in vegas, rockin' vagabonds

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Fucking on some bitch, i got my peen in her v nigga

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

Suit 'n tie, saggy's 'n rag, say goodbye, in the body bag.

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Fave letter after "v," 'cause i wanna double you.

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

Gonna spread more creep then a z v z

You be get up on this fly shit baby

And then when she gave birth to u through her v