This is a song about "An invitation"

They talk say cool jew na the man

I'll bust then i'll run an,

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

We don't want an explanation, make an annotation to help you

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Just an alert of an amber

Shit done changed since the wop and the running man

Cantaloupe buying, can the pope die an

She looks like a model

An immoral immortal

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I wanna release an album and have an elite celebration,

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

We came to there party didn't even need invitation