This is a song about "Asking a girl out"

Shittin' lyrics out like i'm master p, y'all asking me,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Just a skinny white girl,

And he, what's his name, earl

Girl im happy it turned out this way,

When you see the instant replay

Said "how?" "don't trip," but, yo, the trick is wrong

Girl i'ma wear that ass out like a uniform

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

In her pyjama’s excitedly asking everyone to find a chair

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

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

There was a little girl who never went out to play

Instead of the hoes i was digging out, the one girl i always had a fit about

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out