This is a song about "I wish you were mine"

She said i'm ready to fuck

I wish you best of luck

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

You'd wish that you were dreamin when i reap and dispell hate

I never would hurt yours but you pray that injure mine

Cause hype gets you rick mirer'd every single time

Let me put my funk on this one time

Girl looking so fresh i forgot she were mine,

If they find that stash box just one time

You wish your bars were as hard as mine

You wish you were a rapper, your a lyrical disaster

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

The boa know they loving the crew

Wish i could stuff all you

Then push the milk on a slow bend

I thought you were a friend