This is a song about "I think about you"

I think about my best bud ayman and i in vegas

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

You think you can rap about killing these bitches

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

But did you think about your mom,

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Because it forces you to think about the things that matter.

Now the dashboard is wooden from a hard-tangled grammar

Think about it everyday damn girl i miss you.

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

I think about it every day and night

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

So i think about the future with dreams that i can touch,

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such