This is a song about "Loving a guy who cant be mine"

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

It was a former student that used to be a guy, a self taught that didn't care

Everyday, all the time, this shit cant be explained through a rhyme,

Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Craves a loving family, a dad happily married,

Poor guy seems to be caught in a rift

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

Bringing a crew would be good but, yall cant handle my fleet

Or that piece of shit who cant pass a test

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Would look at us all the time

I cant seem to make her mine

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

You have a life and it cant be mishandled