This is a song about "German lady"

Uhh, and i'm ill

The lady loves her will.

Take your time when you’re with me baby

Get high on the white lady

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

But whos that lady im with? look again, thats your mom bitch

You're faker than a german hot-dog with no mustard,

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Watching michael grow up into a man and find a lady,

Loaded that clip and then said bang, the drama it bring is crazy

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

You know i love that pussy just like your cat lady grandma

So search hard till you find your lady,

Don't worry bout a thang baby

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

German procrasinator, better invest in a nest to survive to be the best,