This is a song about "V rag"

Don't worry bout a thang baby

Gonna spread more creep then a z v z

M v p like steve nash

So chase the air hide your stash

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

Lots of these rappers did mothers, didn't they have h. i. v?

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Rag on the carols and britney's that won't get with me

You rag on me but say your a friend

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

And then when she gave birth to u through her v

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

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

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet