This is a song about "A lost lover"

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

// [billie jean is not my lover]

Timmy got his bike stole

Just a lost child, now a lost soul

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Stay down ass clowns, you must've, thought i was such a lover

Don't call me "lover" or a "best friend",

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Playing like friends it, when you know you want a lover

Call me cocky i love it, baby father a sucker

In the mirror? i think im turning you into a lover.

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

Culture lost in a vortex of racial caricatures

// [billie jean is not my lover]

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her