This is a song about "Fritter"

Im steady surgin' with verses, deadly but on the surface im nervous

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

I'm a very lucky man, to have had her love like i did.

Uh, hoes play dudes like a fiddle, then complain about it

It’s a waste of my time, a waste of my rhyme

And all he wanted was a nice dime