This is a song about "Metaphorical terms"

Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes

If ya interested then we got terms to discuss

Coming to terms, where we can agree

If you ain't about money

But this real, fuck how you feel

In rap terms he keeps it real

Just went back to collegeshe is my dancer, when she dance i throw her dollars

Metaphorically speaking i'm alerting you of theoretical terms,

Heard the sound of several gun shots

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

And she wishes she could ignore them like the terms and condi-tions

Obama's in office, niggas get job like teachers

You don't know what half this means let me put it in dumb terms

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

These fake words and vague terms written on paper,