This is a song about "Conversation"

Whispering to her pussy like a secret conversation

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

Had a conversation with adam and had intercourse with eve

There's no debating, no conversation, that's honestly gone

Where your girl at now?3 pills down that's on meand it wouldn't be a song

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

So forget what they said and change the conversation

Dear god, i think it's time we had a conversation

And if you see a whack artist do more than boo him

Fuck boys in the building with they conversation

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

Jesus! this god-forsaken, generation! they can't even have a normal conversation!

Oh, yes, congratulations you run a millionaire invitation

But back to our conversation, my confidence met deflation,