This is a song about "Jodie leigh"

Why can't we plain disqualify my percentages of forty nine,

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Laying in a valient pasture

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

In the end of a memory that vanished rapidly

Obama clearing smoke from blowing hydro

Don't forget the chi though, guns are like a pyro

Turn around and then you flip your hair

Over here, money over there

It's like a stain, the main memory,

Got the seven on me like vick jersey

Except this experience ain't gainful, more like plain painful

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will