This is a song about "Meeting persian girls"

Like people meeting people online,

I'm just here to have a good time

Meeting jesus asking him to make me kean for successes,

Hang on my words, but more concerned with my latest necklace

Where you gotta give up your lifestyle for everything

You still fucking that slut? or meeting hot maids down in your pants, dreaming

They slowly showin they colors

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

Because never had one, dream of chains and persian rugs,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Motivation from nipsey or glasses, jay rock

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

I assume you'll be meeting your doom,

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room

If i sent my dad letters

But got love for them girls