This is a song about "Forgetting girls"

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition

Forgetting what matters, the fixtures within

Blackberry and t phone

Leave sweet, good hearted girls alone.

You're forever forgetting the ropes

Take you home, let you sleep in my clothes

These girls be so thirsty,

I delete they history

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Then they continue working, forgetting all their fears

Skipping to conclusions and forgetting to weigh consequences,

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Bruh, i see, girls everywhere

Throw your gun in tha air