This is a song about "Curfew"

My junk hang low like there aint no curfew

And for this moment no i won't ditch you

I never had a curfew,

I bet that mirror gon show you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

You thought you were going all out but i'll send your ass back in like a curfew

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

That you need to set a curfew to the amount of bullshit beefs you fuse.

The game is to be sold not told, so fuck you

And sneaking out with you five hours after curfew

I had them trippin, like they just missed their curfew.

Girl you're my reflection, all i see is you