This is a song about "One girl"

Instead of the hoes i was digging out, the one girl i always had a fit about

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out

Ya know, i met this one girl in store that day

Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say

I want to be your one and only i want to be that girl thats there

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

And he, what's his name, earl

Delicate little tan girl

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

There's one last thing i want you to know about this girl i know *music ends*

And i am one of one]\

What up girl, tell me how you been

// [she's just a girl who claims that i am the one]

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun