This is a song about "He got me"

He was dope as fuck, it was crazy how absurd he got,

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

He thinks he got street cred because he sped while he was in a lane

Please boo what's your size crazy

He said he would never leave me

She gon have a baby then flee from her education

But he feelin himself, cause he got more cheddar than him

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

He told me he could help me write rhymes

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

He couldnt flip a pancake.. i wonder how he got the job

If he got half a man,

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang