This is a song about "Whip an nae"

But i whip out the pad and think

And you could find interest

With the goons i spar

Whip bitches with greek tar.

(it dont matter they just go back to the old whip)

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit

Everybody shutters as they hear the whip cracks

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

Exclusive bitch, brand new whip, and black coats in the winter

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her