This is a song about "Only after"

I can smell it when i go outside

I'll fuck you after i strike

After the sadness of the summer winter time froze after another

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

Friend after friend left me

Could i make you my baby

With wit to make you frail right after

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Until i'mma gonei bust on bad boy middle finger to da bratdon't get your young ass smacked

Only realized it was ironic i was signed to aftermath after the fact

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

I been smokin' that mary jane way after class(way after class)

We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young

But your the only fish that's after the sea-men/