This is a song about "Asking a girl"

In my heart you’re causin’ a commotion, girl

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Little girl for a big boy,

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Girl, now i'm not a complainer

Good love then i can do that for her

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

And sit up front, i'm not asking it's a trap

And he, what's his name, earl

Just a skinny white girl,

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

You're asking for some passive facts? i've got a massive stash,

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

You asking for shine, claiming you packin' a nine