This is a song about "Fuckin a girl rough"

My lyric projects through a rough process

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Ya'll niggas better whip up a potion my flow so rough my rap book

Michelangelo portrait meet mia angelou notebook

See me round the green like a diamond in the rough

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness

Two white cups and i got that drank

Raised rough thats why i got a good right hand

And once i met a good girl

And he, what's his name, earl

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a maxi pad

But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school

Fuckin chicks is a rule if my girl think im loyal then that bitch is a fool