This is a song about "Asking your boyfriend out on a date"

We should fuck each others mothers

Girls on the street asking for numbers

Yea, i am the nail forever holdin em down

Every boyfriend my mom dated was a clown

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Succession, depends on who you're asking

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

A shouting match lit the malignant glint in greg’s eyes( her boyfriend)

One parent above, the other live scared

But she sneaks out the window to meet with her boyfriend

With grenades your flow is old school my flow is up to date, like a slut.

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Out-of-date rapper that got older