This is a song about "I call her malady"

Maybe i’ll just call her spock, because all i see is her jaw

So en garde, my god we got these artists in awe

Dream, catchin this flow like hakeem, catches a football, its time to crawl,

Looked at her number and gave her a call she picked up and i said hey its paul,

I'm back up in this bitch with a bitch i call her cinna bun

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit

Don't call her scam, cause she's legit.

I be on my dark liquor

My dick won't even call her

Her eyes drowning in tears, call her a sinner,

Me & mom alone every dinner

The malady a galaxy of self-fulfilling prophecies

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds