This is a song about "Henry my boyfriend"

I shows out, like dope when i put that flow down

Every boyfriend my mom dated was a clown

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Her boyfriend, she throws the phone against the wall out of anger then

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

Words so effortless, call me henry david thoreau.

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

When she brings home a new boyfriend her brother will be asking so many questions,

But it wasnt worth it cause now im gettin stared down by guys who wanna fuck my buns,

Quote un-quote backpack still bring them bitches out

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

But she sneaks out the window to meet with her boyfriend

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best