This is a song about "Cuban girls"

I never fit in with them light skins

Girls always playing games with emotions

Most girls want attention

Class is in session

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car

Critics, they will smoke you like a cuban cigar,

I say bitch a lot, though i'm proud of my sisters

Nigga, got a finger on the trigger, girls,

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

I give a girl what she want - but no dollars

I get jelous when your with other girls

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,