This is a song about "A girls motto"

My ambition to blow

But you know my motto:

And the truth hurts the birds i knew flip birds lets have a toast for the girls

I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders

Girls come form a queue and show me all your fucking breasts

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

Hustle and grind the motto

You know i be teasing, though

From fine girls and cars to a brand new watch

Freshjive, yeah i get it no charge

I used to make girls disappear you’d think i was a magician

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Im lyrical individual im a boy i like girls

Used to ride little buses, i ain’t fuck with my teachers

A bunch thirsty girls in this club look at they throat

I was a black sheep, but now i'm just a goat