This is a song about "Relationship"

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

What is a relationship but a wasted trip on a plated ship

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Triangular relationship the case was congruence

Kind of practical that this relationship

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Bitch, i love music, it's formed into a relationship,

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

It seems he and his hand have a really good relationship,

I want a long term relationship don't you get it?

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

It didn't have to be relationship murder

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Imagining this whole relationship as a game of chess,

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress