This is a song about "Gettin a girl to love you"

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

A test or/ audition to prove my love to you/

I've loved watching our love unfurl, loved watching you grow from a girl,

And im not hating on the black like i was dixon to merle

Our children must be taught, of africa

You know where im gettin to, dont ya?

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Gettin' dumb and dumber, you a brute, homes?

Come on girl won't you love me

Could i make you my baby

See i let my nigga split that

I'd love to give you a slap

And he, what's his name, earl

You say you love yo girl

What do you know we are upstairs gettin ready to go a couple rounds until i got

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block