This is a song about "My hot gf"

Its obvious i'm hot, your daughters in my ash tray

Like michael jackson, how you do me this way

I here your thoughts and my hearts hot like a burning cross.

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

With my hot flow larger than womans emotions.

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

My product so hot got everyone wantin more

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

You need to get a gf before even contemplating a wife