This is a song about "A gal"

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Soup pal every night i'm fucking a new gal i go straight to bed never let them

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Just a bloke that can't cope with a toke or a bong,

A pussy and a crotch, rapper and a fuckin astronaut!/

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

I thought i recognized her

I'm a winner, i'm a loner.

Spit a poem or a diss

Get my taste from all of my bitches

That gal want me ride har

Young money, d-town's all star

You gon' need a couple stars to get your first victor

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,