This is a song about "You re my type"

I can taste the salt from my tears

You the type to satisfy my fetish

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Money can be re-earned, but you cant turn back time

Should get the message you the type to satisfy my fetish

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Escaping all of you racists, re-shaping this occupation... nigga

That's a little math joke, for you slow type

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

She wasn't my type, as far as i understood my type to be.

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

My type has no replacement lurin bitches to my basement.