This is a song about "My girlfrien"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

These my rhymes and my story

I'm popping rubber bands

Got my head in my hands.

Sit back and watch your sunrise

See my pain through my eyes,

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Try to keep your spirits up, lil vodka whatever

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.