This is a song about "Her waist"

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

Covered in blood from top to waist raped missing all of your face/

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

I can tell you that this tape

Your waist of space while i levitate

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

My waist with an abused hate with an amused state i should have refused grace

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

So i eye a thick pretty waist

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

Your neck and face from your chest and waist

Speakers loud; heavy base, pants sagged pass my waist

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip

Doggy her favorite, blackbird her favorite