This is a song about "Asking out girls"

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

The collision was bad, she's panting and asking

What's the deal with the nets though

Asking me where did it all go?

Here i go again, searching for love

Down for whatever/ quit asking suspicious

Late nights and early flights, rushing right now

There's no use in, even asking how

We should appreciate the girls

He lying i’m on papers

Girls on the street asking for numbers

Let's enjoy our younger years

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

Asking employees to help me at the laundromat

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks