This is a song about "Sex with ir gf gun clap work bounce"

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Miss you more with no bounce

And people call me a user, but i want you

Bitches might burn you; they runnin' with that clap too

Tear 'em up, each and every son, with any gun,

Every woman that know us think uzoma my cousin

Im lurkin in the shadows waitin for him like a creepy old guy with a staple gun

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

In the car with a gun,

See, i'm second to no one

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

And in love with her, lets have sex