This is a song about "What that mouth do"

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

You get bitched at by bitches thinking that they know what you do

But what do people say that this shit is impossible for?

Sabotage, i love how you keep coming back for more

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Crime and poverty? what do y'all think? we passed that shit?

I just say anything that comes out of my mouth

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

Bitch, do what you gotta do.

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

That i don't give a flying fuck what falls out of my mouth

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

Thinking that they can tell us what to do well fuck em