This is a song about "Come"

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

Bad days come and go, sad days come and go

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

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

And niggas flashing crazy

Come near me (come near me)

I don't see a problem

Make way 'cause here i come....

I can hear the cops come

Higher power where these verses from

He'd rather come his hair.

Throw your money in the air

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Come take my hand (come take my hand)

If you did, you wouldn’t want to be famous

My rhymes come off as venomous,