This is a song about "Boyfriend pillow"

Shawty where your baton, racing through my mind like

Our heads dont hit the pillow til we see sunlight

That's the only way i know how to hold it down

Every boyfriend my mom dated was a clown

Every time she slept, held the pillow real tight

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

The world looking out, they on the front row

Then i lay down on my nice pillow

Minus her boyfriend that i knock to the ground

It is breaking me down, no more friend around