This is a song about "Damn she s a cute dime i want to make her mine"

I miss her so much i want to just grab a knife

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

Be with me cause she was so cute it was hard to dispute what i felt

I know it's hard but who does god choose to go through it worst

Damn i miss her , put no one above her but god she still first

I cant seem to make her mine

Until the end if time

Morty let me use the maybach back in may

I handed her a book and told her she had to pay

You cant make a dime with your raps

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

I rap just to pass time mat ta fact i used to sell records for a dime,