This is a song about "My roommate phil"

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

20 racks really thats sneaker money

My own unknown is my enemy,

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

My streaks my testament.

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

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

Convertibles with turbo jets

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Now if you give us a chance

My shit thigh like my bootstraps