This is a song about "Evan lam"

Cause they fear me in physical form

Whatever weather, cold or warm

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

Im a beast call me marshawn lynch

The former, position of a pimp

But i whip out the pad and think

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

Wished you felt warm and hold hands with hope and escape through the storm

And i was the light

Out of mind out of sight

Make up dis...face it the music i embrace it then lace it with skill,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I just think we need one night, can't decide if i came right

I get thrown around like a rugby ball but atleast i tried,