This is a song about "Ill come talk to you"

To me you’re like a brother, so be my mother lover

What you gonna do when ya folks talk ill will bout each other?/

I tried my best to be there when you wanted to talk

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

Talk or move but you all take bullet to the

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

Come with me and ill treat you right.

Pussy and patron make you feel alright

You come at me and ill be waiting to fuckin split

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Flyer than the rest of them

You try to talk yo shit again

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

Ill put all you rappers to shame