This is a song about "Meeting persian girls"

Remember meeting you in those italian heels and that designer dress

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

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

I get my cake; i love hip hop

You fail at life, i'll mug your teachers

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

If not i'm hoping that this letter could convey how i'm feeling

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

Meeting jesus asking him to make me kean for successes,

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Meeting people who i wish i've seen

Down in miami, with a super ho team

Persian togas surrounded by lions, thats ferocious

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Got my clothes togeather had a meeting with universal

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special