This is a song about "A girl you like but your to scared to tell her"

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

I'll backhand slap you, and write a track to tell you what i don't like!

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

Your girl knows how to ride, tell her to join my ranch.

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

Judging by the look in your eyes , you dont want to be seen scared,

Tell your girl to clean my splatter up

A twenty somethin cup

Your girl look like she need to chill

I used to be the most humble until

Your girl on her knees "praying" but she give a mean blowjob

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

A dollar and tell her to stop it i don't fuhh with boys like

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right