This is a song about "His dimples"

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

It's roc nation, this my team

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

His hearts throbbing, he's got his mom in his thoughts

Ultimately his decision,

Flyer then the rest of them

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

My wishes are simple, a redhead with dimples.

I'm on my grind

His thoughts disorganized

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

As a child his only friends were his dog, his page and his pen

Pull his hat off hijack his sled

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet