This is a song about "Migga try getting at my girl and watch"

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

Rest in peace, and watch over me at night as i lay

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Getting that lollipop'n from my girl while i'm eating the icing

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

Lock your windows and doors at night, better watch out for my knife

Unforgotten memories and an unshaken mentality keeps getting at me

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

I try and try and try but always fail to get away, from my storm cloud.

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

And dont watch my lyrics and fantasize

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

To let this girl be, try and let it diffuse,

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Hungry for more at my hotel room there getting cock feeding