This is a song about "Girls leading boys on"

Now i see you talking on the phone to all the other girls,

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers

This ain’t for all and every people, don’t compare me to rappers

I want to fill up nightclubs with men and women boys and girls

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time

Fine girls with fine asses sipping on some nice wine

Nigga, got a finger on the trigger, girls,

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

Teens turn to annoyed zombies and feast on the boys in abercrombie

So i still be on that yard with a philly of that marley

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Take my girls out the house. leave em on the corner.