This is a song about "Owen stealing my girl"

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Can’t you see my love could fill up oceans, girl?

Baby girl, tell me how my nature feels

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Confessing my stealing convenience

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

I'm in here counting green, y'all out there stealing

And how it feels to feel that feeling

That white girl is my cater

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Oh girl you're my narcotic

I regret some shit i did