This is a song about "Another you"

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

There will never be another you

Skip to another rapper, unless you wanna continue

And you faker than willy wonkareal shit, i told you

You just another tool in the tool box

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

You can go find another bitch to play yo game

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

Hey you're out of beer, let me get you another,

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

You thought there was another that i lead.

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

You act like one another

Baby, you know who you are

Puns of pearls, yo tongue will twirl, looka here

You just another dumb hoe with some sex appeal