This is a song about "What a girl is"

Only thing thicker than a blonde girl, is my smoke

Instead they lock me in the cell just for sellin dope

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

A perfect angel-a, matter of fact that's what her name is.

Laterphoenix and smack a bitch, leave a smoking craterthat white girl is my

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

Yo my bitch is a good girl, she makes no mistakes

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Somethin' the two of us will do is see a girl say damn she

Till he's had a girl he can say is truly his,

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

*cough cough*, that girl is a ball i toss her around like im playing b ball

Drops there jaw in aw!like a stock marketer watching the stock market fall