This is a song about "Me not getting the girl"

Weed up, better make a sound

The girl give me da head count

Hey, must be the money

I'm not getting no therapy

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

On top of other issues stacking and the world be getting mad at me,

Im still here but i can't skate

Oh girl, i think it's getting late

The girl walked by me without a care in the world

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

But cant touch me im prone to getting thrown off the throne

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

You reflect me, i love that about you

I may not have the girl i want to

You see now that nigga lonely

Baby girl got the best of me,