This is a song about "Always my girl"

Smoke ? you know it taste good

Oh girl you're my narcotic

My surrounding always expecting for more

You want beef? we'll start a gulf stream war

I pipe in and one night her

That white girl is my cater

Make them more insecure when they caught one

My rhythms always on precision

Why you gotta toy with my emotions, girl?

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Yo girl jumped on my cock/

I'm autumn leaves change

My gun always in range