This is a song about "My boyfriend short"

That happen to act like a black president

Leave your life lookin like a short film my friend

Physical time on this earth short, but my legend will last

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

See me and hope i'm intoxicated or slightly faded

My lonely days, i only stayed short, then i graduated,

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

You're coming up short of my kneecap, midget,

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Her boyfriend joey emerges from the christmas tree he’s finished recording.

A shouting match lit the malignant glint in greg’s eyes( her boyfriend)

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

Ok you think a nigga shallow

But my words fall short on those who don't know.

Eight hundred short a grand for a show, don't care my rent is overdue

My niggas'll probably clown me if i told 'em that i kissed you