This is a song about "Your a prostitute"

I ain't talkative neither

I'm a pro your a minor,

Smoke ? you know it taste good

Your lucky not a casket

Your like a jew with pennies

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Your lines, better see a physician,

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Your lyrics sound like your a handicap

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

Fuck, your a comedian, im gone, your red

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

Your not a thug but your a bitch

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

Carol city or was it the west

Pop a bullet in your chest,