This is a song about "New cuban girl"

You say you love yo girl

And he, what's his name, earl

This the hardest shit you've heard from la this far

I'll lick off his top, like a cuban cigar

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

In my new girl, she's a striking resemblance

Had i not been exposed to these things