This is a song about "Getting you naked"

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Fuck you once and leave you naked in the snow, with two kids

Days turned for the worst as i run home naked

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

But make sure if they do see

Getting you sprung and merry

Oh, when you talk, everybody’s getting bored/

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Bare-naked bedroom bouncing better than bunnies

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

You aint getting none,son,you need skills with bars

One night love: i'mma need that

Stand on the balcony naked

And if you ain't getting money then boy you need to start

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart