This is a song about "Bad date"

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Im in a combat, you shouldnt date that brat.

Im washin off another plate

So mark the date, set the bait and wait.

Maybe someday i'll date again and find another you somehow.

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

It's funny cause most of y'all ain't did shit

Our first and last date no leaven it

The bitches is everything in between

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Out-of-date rapper that got older

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

So maybe i'mma hit her up and daisy wanna go out for a date

Too many bitches want a date for lunch

Man but this ain't no sign language