This is a song about "Girl from jupiter"

He ain't touching me like martin sheen's penis

You got head from my girl? yea rite. you wish

And he, what's his name, earl

"eyeing every next girl..."

Cause she sees n believes im so damn slick/make the girl quake from my milk shake

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Sex trafficking there goes another sold girl

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

But a small girl had been shotmy heart could take no more

Money can change a girl from a poor to a whore