This is a song about "How i like erica gee"

I like how you opened the door and let me enter

Now you spell iti say young money bitch forever

I'll look back laughing at how i smoked you like a crack addict.

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

That's how i like it she's feisty yet weakened by

I really like your style and how you write

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

Not sure how to rhyme but i can bar like foo

My ambitious girl, i won't forget you

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Like how everyone's a rapper and people think i imitate it.

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

I don't know how to make songs like that