This is a song about "Breaking up with your girl"

Got your girl on her laps with my cum all on her face smeared

They get one season poppin', at least he's being honest

I can get straight to the cash

Your always breaking glass

Your girl to be with me is her desire

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Saw your girl got a taste and hurled up color like butter cup

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Tell your girl to clean my splatter up

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

With your girl i call her my dome bitch

Bodying the beat and breaking bread with the coldest of g's

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies

Breaking up with a friend is hard to do but there will be a hero

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window