This is a song about "I would shag you"

Aye, hold your head homie, look

I'm blowin' up like you thought i would

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

No mistress, not even a hag to shag

I needed you and i would plead..

Indubitably i'm too street

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

Suffocating the you out of me, i wish you would

I never would hurt yours but you pray that injure mine

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

If i show you my tech would you fuckin talk back

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad