This is a song about "Cherry blossoms without bad words"

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

Thats just the cherry on top, not the lot of it

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

I can still kill words without a beat

Oh well, guess that i can deal without,

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Words are just words but verbs speak louder

That try to chase these skirts

Just because you can rhyme words

You, you, you have to pay for that

Why you treat them so bad

Meek milly racked up racked out

I'm something she can't live without

Told me whats good and bad

Hit your block with a glock, blog that