This is a song about "Make it last more"

Or i'll make sure your last known location will be "unknown".

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

No more past, no last night, i'm about to show ya

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

They need a shovel just to make it out the door to get more of it

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

I wish that this ride could last 4 more hours

Keep wriggling, make my grip more limiting

I was born to do the damn thing

I understand i'm back by popular demand

You kicked it, surpassed all the crap and expelled it at last

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Make your last wish i'm a genie bitch / slash genius