This is a song about "Mood swings"

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

But one minute later she swings and she switches

And me my momma was always in a very bad mood

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

Look up the statistics, and then reflect your mood

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

In the mood for sex they shit bricks when my dicks erect

Bitch niggas be afraid to speakwe the last ones left

Had a bad day at school, so she's in a bad mood

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

Now that you left, i can't get past this mood.

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Impolite n rash with low swings

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

Woke up in a fuckin bad mood