This is a song about "Crushin on a man"

Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy, tombstone

On these beats i poke-a-man like a moon stone

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Battle champs just shows the latest, man i'm on a trail to greatness

I'm walking on the ice, man need a traction, think twice

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

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

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

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

Rhyme on the street?won't even make a little.i'll destroy you like a man to

Hey i'm a man on a mission

Riding around without a fuck given

Its hard for a black man on the streets

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds