This is a song about "About some one you like"

I'll tell you baby that we're through

No one like you, get a fucking clue

That smells and tastes like chocolate, you want some?"

Called life, happiness, liberty, freedom

Wale they call me tiger stripes

I'm about to murder you with some rhymes

Dependin' on how i feel, either the coupe or sedan

You know the one thing i notice about critics man?

You smellin like some damn chives

Picture me lettin this chump survive

You only have one life and you're about to lose it

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

You talkin' like a backpacker, you ain't know shit about rap,

Ill fuck you like one of my clients

And panned out, i'm all in love