This is a song about "On my radar"

You get close but no cigar

You won't find me on your radar

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Hand on my heart for my actual anthem.

On my ride on the bills baby i

One choke of this you a note from mariah high

Just intentions to impress you, if capable

All the pain all the struggle, on my brain on my muzzle

Got your bitch on the ground sucking on my nuts (my nuts)

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Here i go again, searching for love

On my tongue and in my lungs

I'm on my figure 8 shit

Bitch you should see my wallet