This is a song about "Aint nun but a teenage party"

And what you wive me let me know that we'll be alright

This grit is what im feeling but i aint got a light

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

But i still wanna party and get fucked up

Yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side

The loyal one , trynna find a one but these hoes aint right

Party in your head there a club in your dread

Head first in that goddamn river, you're dead

With less people liking you than a pauly shore party

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Joseph called me a faggot but it aint true

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

But dat shit aint true, i love a rainy day.

Then some lady named billie holiday

They say that karats help your vision

I'm unfuckwithable, like a church nun