This is a song about "My darling sarah"

Got my head in my hands.

I'm popping rubber bands

Man i'm starving, may as well get a nice looking darling/

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Hold up now don’t get it twisted if you slang do your thang

My little darling, you're young your fresh you don't need a man.

My little darling, you're young your fresh you don't need a man.

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Debating is futile, don't believe me, ask sarah palin,

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Keepin everything to there selves like ye, vincent moved.

My streaks my testament.

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

I know these haters watching

Yeah, i say hello my darling