This is a song about "Crushin on a man"

Intendent attend them, cool cause

"malcolm come on man, lay off"

Man kanye on that bullshit!

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

When on a mike man i can spit, until the cycle says thats it

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham

But like a sharpie on carpet, that shit's permanent, man.

A man should be in his on world

She wanted to fight at first

From the time that you stole my heart

On they grown man shit still standing at a park

Why do we give money to those who lie on a man?

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan