This is a song about "Hi bue"

You see i gotta go to war

Big sean-bootie hi the floor

But instead of getting hi as fuck

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Nobody is high-fiving or even saying hi to him

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

Everytime i meet a new person, it starts with "hi."

Dandelions to say hi, save her from the creeps

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

You could've got off that high and by and say fucking hi,

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie