This is a song about "My girlfr"

He the rebel, i'm the daughter waitin' for you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

My words are my rhythm

I told him get his 9 and run

Roll up niggas be like sex

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

Yea and this is something to think about

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

My own unknown is my enemy,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

That is my wish, my fantasy.

No smilescause ain't a thing funny