This is a song about "Peek a boo"

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

Its all about the rap pad ranks boo boo

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you

South beach fountain blue

Hoe i'm mad ,let them boo,

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

So snapchat me mami let me peek at chu

Streets is calling you

You know i'm sneaky boo

Or a peek into reality

It ain't hard to make money

Cause i've contimplated suicide more than should boo

A shame i gotta put up with her shit just to get you