This is a song about "Coming on"

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

Coming to me on the down low bout his money slim though

I dont see no people coming

Acting like you real or something

Just the nothing coming

Plus big truckin too it's nothing

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

See santa coming on a reindeer

Frightening, so fucking frightening

Drop it on the floor, she's coming

Look, i know you not gay or nothing

Is young roy baby up and coming

But this rap you never saw coming

Blood been rushing, i'm thinking 'bout loving

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Suddenly... she starts to feel the judgement coming on