This is a song about "How i feel about her"

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

How i am to feel about a white boy calling me nigga,

Tryin' do right by you got me here

Justifying how i feel

How about another day i fix this?

But not a single fuck for y'all bitches

I speak from experience, i know how you feel

See, my bitch is the type of bitch that gotta keep it real

But reality shows ain't real

Hand on her breast, i cop a feel

Pleasure and failure came together man you probably know how i feel

We ain't looking for loving here, only cus it's summer here

Now all i can think about is how you've fucked with her head

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

Sometimes i wonder how you feel about me

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see