This is a song about "My gf"

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

That's your sister, gf, wifey, if you found out i bet you'd hate me

Rappers please step forward

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Just to go to liv on a sunday

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Girl, you got me in a trance

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

My destiny's written in my blood hidden inside my head

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Convertibles with turbo jets

You need to get a gf before even contemplating a wife

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price