This is a song about "Feeling so fine"

Cause he's sick of feeling so low from the ceiling,

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

But who im playin with its ya body that makes ya so fine

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Im feeling so lonely only myself

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

So i can try some fine dining

U may not see it but girl so damn fine

You reflect in this heart of mine

It's time to be mine so stop debating i should feel fine.

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Fine leather stitch so dont flick your joint tips in this whip

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

So i ball so hard mothafuckas wanna fine me, first niggas gotta find me

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see