This is a song about "Come"

Or the chick leaving

48. and come back seeking,

So come on baby, someone like you makes my dream come true

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

Come take my hand (come take my hand)

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

Don't wait for him, he'll never come

This is freaking awesome

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

Bitch come on and come at me with your weak as

Summertime in the city

Come near me (come near me)

And never should you tear

He'd rather come his hair.

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

Here come a technical rap