This is a song about "Familiar"

I heard a yell the voice sounded familiar

Niggas thinkin’ they sick, well, i’m sicker

Cause this grey area i'm so familiar with

No more splurging on fitteds at goliath

There's nothin' like where i come from

And dart forth the familiar question/

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Only god can judge me doesnt that sound familiar,

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Living in the wrong places, seeing familiar faces

Some love makin' and homecookin'i'll see ya laterit don't take alot to keep a nigga hard

Probably not familiar with mating,this battle will get me a higher rating so you might want

A story too familiar for too many brooklyn residents

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

I see so many familiar faces, amongst these damned souls,

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes