This is a song about "Breaking up with your girl ain t easy"

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

I sleep with two pillows, in hope that your girl shows

Your girl to be with me is her desire

Come here i’m about to take you higher

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

And breaking the cycle not following your genes

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

Thinking y'all cant touch this well that's easy with your poor

As: and while you’re in my mother

Call your girl up and meet her/

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Shit, see that thing there was mine

To shut people up without breaking there jaws,

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks