This is a song about "Models"

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

As my name get bigger this game get different

If you had no role models and if you had no chaperones,

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

That happiness isn't buried on tv screen with pretty models

Tappin' models, leaving parties, putting the ac in throttle,

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds

No role models, except for them dudes slangin pounds

It to others got two role models aka brothers

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

I'll tell you baby that we're through

Dancing with models and nights still seem new