This is a song about "Being your girl"

You know what your doing now girl

And he, what's his name, earl

Your being dismembered its clouded thought

Cow print t-shirt like mothafucking dog

Your girl i'm fisting so stop your bitching

I see the devil grinning, as if he winning

But in reality your just being used.

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Take your girl and amass more acre

And i ain't frontin for her

Your girl look like she need to chill

For real, a nigga ill