This is a song about "I like yogirl"

Claiming i rap like i'm street,

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

I don't feel like i belong, i feel like i'm a guest.

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

I end rappers like chapters i spend masters like bankers

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

And while i’m in your mother

And i think i like her

But we having sex tonight

I wonder what heaven is like

Like an ose; i am grandi, like your kids; i want candy

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

Put the purp in the blunt

Like when i was an infant,