This is a song about "Good girls"

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

You fail at life, i'll mug your teachers

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters

I get jelous when your with other girls

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Girls always playing games with emotions

We don't care if niggas locked out

Girls out her talkin bout

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Why i always fuck the good girls and keep wifin these hoes

You're uncool like my mother kin

Most girls want attention