This is a song about "Boy you messed me up"

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

Convinced that her day won't be ...messed up

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

I had messed up childhood, my uncle fucked me in the butt

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

Once you've messed up you can't go back, made a target,

You fucked up boy, you broke the deal

Leave your inhibitions here

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

But you make me open up

Depressed in my messed up head feelin stressed

But i can only love you when you undressed

A smooth criminaland though i pack this pound

Your telling me how to write boy i'm glad you can count,