This is a song about "Her beeing anno"

Her achilles heel is her weak heart.

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

And it's all thanks to her

We fuckin' it up this summer

Run for cover and return fire

So instead i leave her

My dick won't even call her

In one way or another

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Chop off her noggin and her motherfucking clitoris

Then the stars don't even matter

But i wrote this for her

Competition on the court

Spread her, pet her with her thighs sprawled