This is a song about "Forget you"

You need forget about me.

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Don't you hate it when you forget to wash your skin suit

To forget about you.

I'll tell you baby that we're through

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

You gotta rap because you love it. forget the payments.

Cause now you made it so hard for me to simply forget

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

One time for the ville that cole rep

Every damn rhyme, you won't forget

You forget but remember the reality

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

So what don’t you get, the next day you wont forget

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red