This is a song about "Please be my girlfreind"

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

Please dont be mad at me for what i spoken.

Never agree with that message

But please excuse my language

Like bitch please, if my heart was on my sleeve

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

I feel they praisin too much

And please excuse my language

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

And please never disrespect my set

I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind

So much on my mind, someone please remind

But meanwhile my 16's screaming like "peeps please"

And i know - there'll never be peace