This is a song about "Fucking girls"

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

Cassidy your different from other girls

Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

Bruh, i see, girls everywhere

Go where you ain't been

Most girls want attention

They slowly showin they colors

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

I gotta know if it's real or not

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught