This is a song about "Can t get a girl"

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

You can talk all that shit while yo girl give me a blow job

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

Till he's had a girl he can say is truly his,

End these weak niggas like a mofuckin' friday

T get this paper so my get to see the holiday

You get paid for that girl

And he, what's his name, earl

So cmon girl lets get peachy

But make sure if they do see

Could never get a girl to love him, too much fat on his belly

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

Like beep boop beep bop these rhyme can get yo girl off