This is a song about "Girls and booze"

That's why she ignore my flowers

Boys and girls, stop staring at the pearls.

To unleash the anger from the booze.

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

I'll enjoy my bag of booze

One time for the girls with the right shoes

Live they whole life drainin' booze

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

It's all good, finna dog that

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

Girls like me cuz i'm kind and handsome

I bake the cake but you can't get a crumb