This is a song about "Come"

My rhymes come off as venomous,

The way she walks and causes a fuss

We just need to come to come,

Shit, we don't believe none of them

I’m a hustla, baby

Come near me (come near me)

Bad hoes i'm seen with them

Now look: the change has come.

But i've come to the conclusion

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

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

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you

You got reason to brag

Here come a technical rap

He'd rather come his hair.

Stuntin' in my rarest pair