This is a song about "Getting no girls"

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Cassidy your different from other girls

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

Where they cherish gangsters and not teachers

I'm not getting no therapy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

We should appreciate the girls

And you are not around like black fathers

No girls act to me like i aint existing

Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing

You getting mad cause i'm no generic white dom kennedy,

Everybody watching while you touching real money

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

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