This is a song about "Coming up"

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

I call em up, send em a pic, my niggas coming through

I seems i lost my little homie he's a changed man

Of him seeing shrinks and coming up with the plan

My niggas is winning though

The suns coming up, oh,

You're coming up short of my kneecap, midget,

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit

I'm coming up off that shit, i run this track like usain bolt,

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

I dont see no people coming

I was born to do the damn thing

So fuck you coming up underestimating me,

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy