This is a song about "All i want is your body on mine"

Then i said i had enough

When all i want is talk of

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

The items is all they want

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

When i hear you spit all i want to do is vomit/

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Looking in the mirror all i want is silver

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

I really don't expect much, all i want is a little respect/

Cause all i want is change and my niggas they wanted the same

On your body that is now no longer trying to refrain

The rap game is mine, get down on your knees

That'll do anything that i please