This is a song about "A girl that makes you feel some type of way"

That goes out of his way to get some crack rock or a dope hit

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

And that you should beware of a girl with my past.

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Your the type of hater that ends up floatin 6ft deep at the bottom of a barrel

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Cos the way some of you write it's just some scribbling

I got that shit that makes you feel alright

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I can have some type of comfort when a genius really needs it

And for the time being lets me in love with the moment

I got the type of bump that make a bitch wanna hump

Be yourself, just show me you're real

The way you make me feel,