This is a song about "Whip"

I know the road i'm taking

Your whip so cold – this old thing?

Young whipper snapper that will whip past ya

How beautiful are thou, africa

My whip gets any iller i swear that i'll get car sick

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Bumpin c.s.f. in the whip and spittin some carcinogens/

Whip bitches with greek tar.

Baby, you know who you are

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

Come back and whip your ass with it again

Before i hit you with my abyssal vine whip

Bitches love me out houston like spinach dip