This is a song about "Romantic rap about a girl"

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

Rap about waving a nine, doing some crime

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

You talkin' like a backpacker, you ain't know shit about rap,

Instead of the hoes i was digging out, the one girl i always had a fit about

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

Can’t say my name but rap about a nigga’s wife

Point being don't rap about problems, rap about solving them

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Think about it everyday damn girl i miss you.

Just a skinny white girl,

And he, what's his name, earl