This is a song about "Sarah and her remote control up your bungle hole"

So that don't even matter

Call your girl up and meet her/

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

I’m waking up the whole game, maintaining control,

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Patching the hole you tore in rap with your whack beats and swagger

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Tears runnin' down her face and her make up

Aunt showing up? grabbed her slapped her and snapped her!

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

If life's just a game wheres the remote control,

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

Forget the attic, i fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole

Although you will still end up with a spare hole on your neck.

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet