This is a song about "Good single women"

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

Our ways of complaining about haters every single

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

There's not a single imperfection.

Just to match the grind with precision

I don't need fallen women

Got it matching though

I scalp women like zito

Your two lips they smell like tulips so official

Who comes here to mingle when their single

Looking at these women

Hold on you can see my vision

I don't know what you heard about

Write rhymes without a single doubt

I'm caged up in state prison

And they only talk about women