This is a song about "A girl not liking me"

Plottin' don’t even worry

Im a king why not praise me

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Your girl sent me a message it's important i gotta leave,

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

I missed my audition, girl just give me a listen.

Just tell your girl to give me a shout

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Girl, you're perfect, but you're not perfect for me.

Then me and ur girl be in a mercedes/

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

Hit me so bad baby girl give me a upper cut

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

A wife on the runfull of common bluntsunconditionally married

Nonstop rapping, yo girl tapping me, wrapping me up like a package packing sheet