This is a song about "Ask her"

Now you ask whats the matter?

The ice ain't really nothing to her

We gotta search our soul to find out, what we're after

If you think she doesn't love you then you should just fucking ask her/

Ask anybody, the street knows.

Ain't no women at the shows

And for the record, jams1 didn't have to ask

Cause i got the burner in the hand

I'm a killer but you shouldn't ask tho

I'll teach you how to take it slow

Pudding? but what's for pudding, may you ask?

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Can't even ask for help