This is a song about "Please get with me"

So please think again before you show up at my door and try to fuck with me,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

So pretty please, with sugar on top, tell me how to say it,

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

As for my flow, please, don't get me started

Trying to get with me

And niggas flashing crazy

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

Would someone just please answer me? please!?

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Please don't get me started or i will surely roast this,

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Fuck with me you'll get smacked, get the weed and shit packed

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Mess around with me get hurt