This is a song about "Scared to ask 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

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

All i have to do is to ask you

Raised by a momma who, who

All i have to do is to ask you

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

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

I understand that you are scared

Then push the milk on a slow bend

I swear someones there, are you a scared?

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

You ask yourself "do i have the bars to fight this?"