This is a song about "A girl coming up in life"

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Coming up in the impala.

My mind's in a coming time, my body's in this stuffy room

I'm feelin on that 'rillo till i'm level with the moon

The glare makes me hard to find

I got a girl up on my mind

In the caravan with some latin bitches

I'm coming in here for a goal to rot this

Got your girl in a submission

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Oh man this girl she keeps coming back

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

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