This is a song about "My girl talkin to other boys cheating on me behind my back like snkaes and lying"

While i'm making history

Brought me back to my misery.

Like i'm in the club and i got my eyes up on this girl

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

I hear them talk, and run back to my room, my dad checks up on my bed//

And me and my girl always seem like we headed in different ways

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Looking for cops behind my back

Girl play on my dick like its a lute

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

Until you go behind my back

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Me and my boys gonna rule the south me and my boys gonna make it bounce