This is a song about "Who s next"

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

Black woman you cold

S queezys very bold

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

My rights are protected, let's see who the fat puppet next is

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

My phone rings and i wonder who you took next

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

Any one who says he s wack i attack with these raps n

Fuxk the nines the eight next the seven i only fuck girls who look

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt