This is a song about "New girl"

And he, what's his name, earl

You get paid for that girl

I'm a new man with a new attitude

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

In my new girl, she's a striking resemblance

New passions, enemies new fashion

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

New is new, don't compare to the precedent/

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and