This is a song about "Girls guitars babys"

These girls be so crazy,

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Cassidy your different from other girls

We gotta get back to what really matters

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

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

I get jelous when your with other girls

Boy you know ill smoke you out

Girls out her talkin bout

But not the numbers i makeload up that wild boy

On guitars no codeine in this resort we destroy

Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls