This is a song about "Rhimes rapped for me"

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

He was never there for me

Because before i rapped, all i did was stick out, and produce moans/

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

That you can blame me for

I got soul, there's more in store

Took my heart away from money

Like it was meant for me/

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

Tim rapped on the track, and i felt complete

Like a small garage in your backyard

Yeah but god damn when he rapped it he came hard!

So it's nothing to finish

Goalie- hold me for this

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Your now another inspiration for me