This is a song about "A girl called amy"

But did you really mean it when you called me a whore

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

That they made a new genre for you called hop hip

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

My rebellious ways got a phone thrown at my face/ called the

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

By a gang called the police

I'm why baby mamas leave

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

A tribe called quest in the days of reaganomics,

That i got sexy ladies so back up some more

But did you really mean it when you called me a whore

Now them broads gon' follow

Shouldnt have called our girl a hoe.