This is a song about "Babes im yours"

I have my personal boundaries but where are yours

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Whats the matter, can't get those babes,

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

My kush stimulates, yours is a depressant

Maybe not today or tomorrow thats why im not stealing yours is just borrowed

You couldn't ship gold records if the only copy you pressed was solid gold

Epic, they used to feed me detours

I aint about to pay for yours.

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks