This is a song about "Coffee old fashion lover boy"

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

Be like me one a the hip-hop lover

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Or her mother, or her mother's other lover

Wanna confess to your lover

When we not in summer

Sorry, that’s just part of my hobby

You saying you want coffee

But make sure if they do see

You saying you want coffee

See me, be complimenting my swagger fashion

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

You always say you wasn't ready for no man

Still strong like coffee at the five a.m.

Nina on my femur is cocked ready for action

And you look horrible, you got no fashion.