This is a song about "Scared to ask you"

All i have to do is to ask you

I gotta tell you that my love is true

Im here to get personal an slaughter you, maybe your daughter to, be scared of what ill do

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

I ran over to the neighbors yard to ask them if they saw you

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Case when i got it i got you ain't no need to ask

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

Pudding? but what's for pudding, may you ask?

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

And ask to see his tax records, they'll make you bound to walk,