This is a song about "Im her problem"

Cuz im better than her first and just as good as her last yo

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Ask her what's the problem she'll tell you its nothing

Just know that i'm always

Im lookin at her face

Time to get my blood flowin, im colder, told her knowing

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

When im at front im looking at her cleavage,

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

And im god, she on her ker knees for me

You a lady boss, now you fly free