This is a song about "Cant blame a girl for trying"

You cant get a deece girl, your stuck with skanks, my weeds danks,

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

She cant explain no more she is done trying

And my only fear's a wedding ring

That you can blame me for

Turn it up a little more

On main/ makes me so agngry how a little girl was the blame/

With a four finger ring like i can't spell my fucking name

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Little girl for a big boy,

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow

I'm looking for a girl to wash, cook, clean and sew

No reason for you to blame us

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

Chomping at your oxygen chords

Can't blame me for my own faults