This is a song about "Makayla the girl"

You're the luckiest girl babe

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Walking on the ground

The girl give me da head count

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

Seduce the girl, now that's a fucking lie,

Girl, shut up and do the dishes.

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Yea, dc boy today i'm out the stadium with dollars

Feast dibs on the girl with the cocaine converse.

I'll teach you how to take it slow

I wish my girl could play the banjo

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

Steps in and tells the girl to leave out the gate

Gettin high all the time with the girl im gonna make mine,

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign