This is a song about "She cummin"

By day she runnin shit by night she on her shit

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

She even said she can cook!

She said she dont like dick but she in d nial,

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

And if you got it you gettin wet, nigga bet on that

She love me cuss she know i smoking that good shit

And truthfully girl you really make my day

You asked if she wanted to stay she said thanks okay

She looks like she getting aggravated because i keep threatening

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

She say she tired of lying

Get off a key like i can’t sing