This is a song about "One month anniversary"

Just to match the grind with precision

You better keep counting them one by one

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Another one till he cums and leaks for a month

Long as your mama love you, don’t ever love a woman

The neighborhood animals began disappearing one by one,

Must be something you want me to see

Your birthday and anniversary

I wonder so often

And i am one of one]\

Kicked out 'cuz the rent is nine-hundred dollars a month,

In kitchen, whippin' blow, it got the same damn crumbs

One after the other one, then i make another one

And if loving her is wrong then i just know i won't see heaven