This is a song about "Love gone wrong"

That's game bitch, ain't shit

Ya love it gone admit it

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger

Maybe i’m just looking for the wrong thing to love just come later.

Ma's gone, pop's gone, wiggy dipped...

I practiced till that shit made perfect

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

That you're gone and that you may never love me again

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Wracking his brain over what could have gone wrong with that nation,

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Don't get me wrong, i'd love to go and sign with famous labels,

Said everything i do is wrong

And before the sun came up, he was gone

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Damn girl don't get me wrong cause my love is neat