This is a song about "Hey you sexy looking black butterfly"

Looking through her soul looking really black

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

"hey, fab, i'mma kill you"

Why we gotta argue

"hey, fab, i'mma kill you"

The boa know they loving the crew

Hey fab, i'mma kill you

I'm tryna learn somethin new

That got your mother high

I float like a butterfly

But i saw a fucking butterfly

In the lambo looking like a fly

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Never be found. stuff you in a black