This is a song about "A guy wanted to tickle her knee"

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

And she deserves a guy who can meet her needs and in between

I swear they think i'm crazy

I'll sing to you on bended knee

Then i grab my binder, that’s when i wanted to find her

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

I wanted to get her off brain, i failed, but i still tried.

All i wanted to do was touch that face, i think her name was grace

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

That if they wanted a guy with good wood

Learned to hustle from a guy named mel

They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Her first client, was a guy with a stutter