This is a song about "Fuck her on the floor first time we met"

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

First floor, so it was easy to creep. i knew her from school but we never would speak.

When she looked we pretended to stare at the floor

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

I used to talk to her for many hours rollin' on the floor.

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

So tell me why are we at war

Livin on decks that hit the top floor

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

For the first time we truly met was chicago,

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

The doctor on stage, first time, let him settle in/

Timeout, sit on the floor

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

Like a #whore on the floor, we forgot his name