While pussy is still the artist’s primary objective in this song, the aggression traditionally associated with obtaining it is notably absent. The rapper’s apparent diversity of interests outside of pussy could very well explain his diminished intensity toward it, as he appears to enjoy travel and cooking quite a bit, and is also an avid golfer.
In contrast to the majority of rap lyrics that express an artist’s flagrant possessiveness over pussy, here the rapper begins by making a clear distinction that any man who claims ownership over a woman’s vagina, even in a metaphoric sense, is no man at all.
As the song progresses, the listener gains a further understanding that it is not, in fact, pussy that the artist is truly after, but rather a deeper human connection. Pussy, we learn, is merely the conduit to a more fulfilling and substantive relationship for him.
Throughout the song, he wrestles with his inability to separate the ideal of love from the pussy itself. They are inextricably linked in his heart—a reality that makes him virtually incapable of hitting it and quitting it, as his peers so readily do. He makes efforts to follow suit and to conceal the emptiness he feels after meaningless encounters with various female genitalia, but when he’s alone, his “mask of arrogant disregard,” as he calls it, is streaming with very real tears.
In an industry where there is no shortage of confidence with regards to one’s ability to acquire pussy, these lyrics provide us with a window into one artist’s vulnerabilities. An intimate glimpse inside his rare pattern of self-doubt and years of therapy, through which he questions his most basic motivations in procuring pussy, and more profoundly, his larger role as a man in modern society.
He finds himself living a paradox; he is part of a hip-hop culture that celebrates those who garner the finest and largest quantities of pussy, and yet he is compelled to focus his attention and devotion upon just one. In a particularly poignant verse he expresses his reaction to the ridicule from fellow rappers for his fervent monogamy. Despite their caustic jabs, he remains steadfast in his belief that there is one pussy out there for every man, and if it’s the right pussy, it can last a lifetime.
In the song’s final verse, the artist elegantly shifts the entire conversation on pussy, no longer depicting it in a sexual context at all, but rather as a reproductive vessel, a miraculous gateway to new life. He describes, in great detail, his most intimate and transformative moments witnessing the birth of his first child—a beautiful baby girl who squeezed right out of the most beautiful pussy he’s ever seen.