This is a song about "Not her"

Im not gonna judge her on her flaws

So i clap for her, she deserves an applause

We tie dynamite to the rhino type

To teach her not to fight and how to be polite

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Get her so fucked up she's not even the same person

Blood flows from her because shes not even fourteen,

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

Not being with her makes me feel shitty.

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Now i'm not blaming a single reason for her fucked up life

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Begging me to quit rap, but i'm just not ready to let it loose for her

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

It's not you, it's her heart feeling that pain.