This is a song about "Q tips"

Let me ask a q for a stupid cheater like you:

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

Had a crush on way back, i wasn’t vip then

Hollow tips well let you taste em

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

We're poppin' off like all the cap tips at the fuckin' liquor store,

That we picked up at the last concert

Wirting till my finger tips hurt

You hear that shawty, shh no more talking alright

Schoolboy q inspired me to do this right

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

Now you know i gotta kill it i feel it all in my finger tips

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Fuck scholar ships. give me a holar heres some ballar tips.