This is a song about "Fucking around costs you"

Around a majority of you morsels

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

On my phone miss havin you around

And i don’t take no dames out

Sometimes everybody around just mistakes you

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

Wants you around trynna to get

I'm not even fucking joking i don't play around in verses

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

I'm the sushi king

And blast you with his fucking

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

I'm so loud den dis fucking black cloud! hit u from every directions ma spitz globing around!//

Wants you around trynna to get

The lights may flicker, your face feels red