This is a song about "Me and my gir"

Your body's right as rain

Who will feel me and my pain

I put the nigga in his casket

You broke my heart and left me stranded

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

An orphan my pops left me, and often, my momma wasn't home

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

Just look me in my eye and tell me we're not alike

And not deprive me of my childhood,

We was loonie i suppose, you could

You never tire, might as well as inspire

And you could strip me from my pride and my smile

With me and my aggression

I get special attention

She comes and follows me on my trips

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits