This is a song about "Maybe being my boyfriend but not sure"

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

Is being slowly filled out, rappers not wack but not good,

Maybe im just being a pathetic little bitch,

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Love is so confusing

(not really sure what im doing)

But being rough and stading tought seems not enough

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

But she sneaks out the window to meet with her boyfriend

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

Now i gotta exit after you

Not sure how to rhyme but i can bar like foo

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

I'm not sure if i know. i won't be reduced to my father's level though.

Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea

Confided in my boyfriend and talked all day